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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.
There is darkness around me and the emergency lights aren't working. I hear cracking sounds from above coming from the roof, but no human sound.
A moment before my upper body was pressed against the x-ray machine to find out if my shoulder blade had been cracked in the car accident earlier this morning when the lights started to flicker till they went out.
I try to remember the turns I took and slowly begin my way back; my left hand on the cold tiled wall to guide me out into the light. With every step I take my fingers glide over broken tiles , I had noticed earlier when I signed in at the reception desk.
After turning to the left I see a sliver of light at the end of the corridor and I walk faster, holding my right arm close to my body so the shoulder doesn't hurt so much.
The faster I run, the further away the light...am I walking in circles?
I wake up exhausted and sweaty from running around in a freaky empty hospital from the 1960's.
What a nightmare....

@Sylvia
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