*It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts IT HURTS!!!*  

The voices in my head were screaming, a cacophony of torment that drowned out everything out of me. My body felt like it was being torn apart, each muscle screaming in agony as if they were on the brink of splitting. My soul felt like it was being yanked away, gnawed at from the inside, a relentless pain that consumed me.

The throbbing in my head was a curse, a relentless reminder of my suffering. The voices screeched, echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. 

"Stop it, please don't, it hurts!" I begged, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. *

Rumble*—the world around me seemed to shake, and I tried to cover my ears, but it was futile. My body was too fatigued to move, trapped in this nightmare.

I clung to the hope that everything would be alright soon, but even as I drifted in and out of consciousness, the world spun chaotically around me. The voices grew louder, relentless, pushing me closer to the edge of madness. 

In that moment, I thought that if death were to knock at my door, I would welcome it, if only to escape this unbearable misery.

*Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it!* 

I cried in agony, praying for the torment to cease. Slowly, as if the god heard my desperate pleas, the pain began to fade. The murmurs grew fainter, like whispers carried away by the wind. In the next moment, I felt a shift, and just like that, I regained consciousness.

*UGH HAAHH*

Grabbing my neck I gasped for air as hard as I could 

I woke up drenched in cold sweat, feeling as if I had just escaped from a never-ending nightmare. Dizzy and disoriented, I lay in bed, hearing the sound of thunder through the window. I realized it was raining. My body felt cold and damp as if I had been submerged in water. It felt as though I had narrowly escaped my demise and abruptly woken up, as if it had all been a dream.

Amidst the sound of rain, I managed to get up, only to be greeted by an unfamiliar sensation. I wondered if I was still dreaming. 

To my surprise, I found myself in an unknown place, not in my bed, but surrounded by darkness. The flashes of lightning illuminated the room, making it simultaneously familiar yet unfamiliar. It felt as if i had seen such view somewhere before. 

For a moment, I thought i was dreaming. I felt breathless—almost as if I were having a panic attack as my breathing became erratic.

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 "What is this place?" I wondered, as my mind conjured up all sorts of strange scenarios.

Feeling disoriented and panicked. Thoughts raced through my mind: "Did I get kidnapped? Why was I brought here? How did they get me here?" 

I felt a sudden rush of realization. I had jumped out of the window with a rope; I should have died. So why was I still alive? 

I panicked. My heart raced, and I struggled to breathe. It felt like I shouldn't be alive. I looked around and wondered if I was in a hospital, 

I tried taking deep breaths. It's gonna be fine. You'll be okay, calm down, calm down. 

After coming back to normal, I tried to take out my foot to take a look at the room. The moment I stepped out of bed, my feet seemed slimy. I got disgusted feeling the weird liquid running down my body. It was quite dark to see what it looked like. A sudden chill of air ran over my body. "It's cold." At that moment, I realized I was naked from head to toe!

Why was I naked? Why wasn't I wrapped in bandages? I should have been injured! It was surprising to see myself completely fine after all i went through to escape. 

*Sigh* After taking a deep breath, i moved to inspect the room. It felt like stepping into a dream. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease 

It was quite dark but it was hard to see where exactly I was i could tell the bed was quite large the room itself was enormously big if I tried combining 4 of my rooms it would still leave some space! 

I moved around the room. In such darkness, it was hard to see the interior inside; even outside, it was hard to see because of the heavy storm. All I could see were the trees. So I moved again; it felt cold. If I kept wandering around like this, the likelihood of me getting cold wasn't that low. 

Abnormally, I saw a set of clothes placed nicely on my bed. I felt astonished for some reason.

'No way, I didn't see them laying there before me!!!' As I grabbed the clothes...

A sudden screeching noise could be heard from outside. It felt like something sharp was being dragged through the walls. This sensation made me feel uneasy because whatever was causing the noise was getting closer. 

It rang an alarming sensation in my body, urging me to hide. Suddenly, someone started banging heavily on the door!!! 

It felt like something sharp and edgy was trying to tear its way inside.

 I hid behind the curtains next to the window but kept peeking outside. Then, I heard the sound of the door cracking and saw a humanoid figure.

 I felt scared; my breath was uneven, and my heart was pounding. The sky rumbled, and it felt like it was crying—the skyline lit up with bright, web-like lines of lightning. It felt like a scene from the end of the world.

I glimpsed the room and my eyes drifted to the sinister humanoid creature.

I gasped, my eyes going wide as i couldn't believe what i was seeing! 

At first sight, I screamed, but the sound of thunder covered my voice. Fear curled up in my body as the monster tried to find its way inside the room.

The humanoid creature that stood before me, a grotesque figure devoid of any recognizable features—no eyes to gaze into, no nose to breathe, just a gaping mouth that seemed to whisper secrets of the abyss. 

It resembled a nightmare pulled straight from the pages of a dark fantasy novel I had once read in my childhood, a chilling reminder of the fears that lurked in the shadows of my imagination.

Its skin was an unsettling shade, perhaps a reflection of decay; it appeared decomposed, a testament to some unspeakable horror. mottled with patches of darkened, peeling areas that hint at a once-living being now in the throes of decomposition. 

As I stood frozen in place, my heart raced, and the air grew heavy with dread. 

Every aspect of this creature screams of suffering and horror, evoking a primal fear of what lurks in the shadows, or perhaps the darkness enveloping us concealed the truth—something was undeniably wrong with this creature.

Just as I braced myself for the worst, a loud crack of thunder echoed through the room, startling the creature. In an instant, it lost interest in me and leaped out of the window, disappearing into the stormy night. I exhaled a shaky breath, relief washing over me like a fleeting tide.

Yet, as the adrenaline faded, panic set in once more. I glanced around, trying to gather my thoughts. Where was I?

I questioned myself once more in fear. 

The unfamiliar surroundings offered no clues, only shadows and whispers that seemed to mock my confusion. The questions swirled in my mind like a tempest: How did I end up here? What lay beyond the darkness? I knew I had to find answers before whatever horrors awaited me returned.