#WritcoStoryChallenge
"The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. I was terrified at the thought of turning around .As I stopped , the footsteps were no longer following me , but as far as I was aware , the footsteps stopped right behind my back. I reminded myself that if I don't turn around and run for my life ,then that night could very well be my last in this world ."
He abruptly stopped his narrative and started coughing loudly .The nurse provided the man with a glass of water . The man , the narrator of this very story...