#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. No! This can't be possible, I thought to myself, I just can't wait here till death meets me, My sweat dripping along with my increasing heartbeat.
So where do you think you'll turn to now?
Oh My God, he's here.
I wasn't going to kill you, then you screamed and ran away, but now I have to, said the voice.
I couldn't speak, it was like my tongue was held tied.
Before I could lift my head, I suddenly felt like I couldn't breath, I was suffocating, the rope continuously strangled my neck until it felt my last breathing, confirming that I was dead.
I opened my eyes with a jerk,
Elveena, thank God you opened your eyes.
I saw myself on a bed, in a room covered with white walls, sounds beeping from the things surrounding me.
So I'm really in a hospital I thought.
What happened? I asked the person sitting near me.