I stared at the ceiling with a blank look in my eyes "So it really is real huh..." I sighed and stand up as I rubbed my aching back
Stretching my body, I looked at the mirror
My face is now full of cuts and my hair got all tangled up. My clothes is now full of dirt and a tattered mess, my shoes has scrapes all over and it would probably break soon
Overall great
I then glanced at the door where a shadow is resting beneath it, I glared at the shadow for a second and then ignored it
Looking at the state of the room, I really need to clean it if I'm going to live here untill I found a way out
With the decision being made. I moved to pick up all the shards that are piled in the corner and my phone at that
I then placed them at the last stall where it will became my armory and I also put my wrist guards there too
Next, I organized all my things. Currently, I have 9 notebooks that are all half filled, a mostly empty water bottle, an extra pair of shoes, pens, erasers, sharpener, marker, paper, lighter, cigarettes, few pieces of candy and a perfume bottle
And oh my lighter is now dry!
I smiled, any good thing is welcome at this point
I light one cigarette up and placed it on my mouth "Sweet bliss..."
I smoked for a while before going back to work, I placed all my stuff at the third stall and cleaned the rest of the room
"Whew!" I puffed out a smoke as I brushed my sweat
In my hand there's a broken mop and a glass shard
The spear hasn't been useful at all for me! So I'm gonna make something different...
I took out my phone from the last stall, it now isn't working anymore, which I'm starting to regret but I can always use it as a weapon
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I grinned and took out my shoe laces from my shoes, I used one of them to tie the phone around the mop and put away the other
With the glass shards in my arm, I cut the mop's hair and put them away as well
"Okay...! A.... selfie stick?" I smiled at my weapon
Then I throw it away
"The f*ck am I doing!?" I groaned and watched as the selfie stick fell with a thud
I threw my cigarette into the trash and pop in a candy into my mouth, it was mint flavored
I sighed and picked up the selfie stick again and swung it a couple of times
"Guess it's good enough to be a flail" I shrugged
I put my flail away and stand akwardly in the center of the room, there was nothing for me to do
I've cleaned the room, made a weapon and got a smoke! Nothing was left for me
My head glanced towards the door, the shadow is still there. Just standing...
"Sh*t... I'm bored" I scratch my head think some way to pass the boredom
I got an idea and walked to the third stall where I took out a notebook and a pen and started writing
"Day 2 of my... me cut off from the rest of the world, I... I" I sighed and dropped the notebook and pen
I glanced again at the door
"No use escaping it I guess..."
I grabbed my flail and stand next to the door, pausing for a moment and then open it quickly
There I see a blob
I reacted quickly and raised my flail and brought it down in a swift movement, It made contact with the blob but it was seemingly bounced off
Seeing that my attack is ineffective, I jumped over the blob and run
"Does blobs even have any weaknesses!?" I grit my teeth and forced my self not to look back
I ran right this time, not wanting a repeat of the event, I slowly slow down after a couple of minutes and look back
The blob was slowly crawling its way to me
"Well at least they're slow" I took hold of my breathing till it became steady and continued walking
I am more cautious this time around, my body is closer to the wall and I glanced everywhere every few seconds
'I need to find a way out...' I thought aloud
I'm not sure how long could I take being here, yesterday was already bad for me. I just miss my friends, my family and my dog
Yeah no just my dog. All of them are b*tches, I continued walking until I found an intersection
"Another decision, so another right it is" I felt like I won't go left in my lifetime anymore
I walked for a few minutes then I heard something, it was the sound of running, although the sound is barely audible. I could hear it
The grip on my flail tightens and I go out of the intersection to hide
It was a rat, a single one this time
I sighed in relief at this, I ignored the rat and sneakily sneak past it and entered the intersection again
The difference from the pathway before than in this intersection are notificable immediately
The air is full of stench
It was like rotten food or sweat after excercising for hour or after running a marathon. That kind of smell
I wanted to go back but my curiosity leads me, I walked some more till I found a cavern
Then the stench got stronger
I punched my nose and forced myself to take a peek at the cavern, There were rats, plenty even
But there was something... off about them
I'm not an animal expert but I could tell some of the rats are acting weird
They were injured with scratches all over their bodies, deep gashes of wounds fill every corner of their body sand their eyes feels so lifeless and dull
The other rats seem to distance themselves away from the weird rats
'Is that rat sick?'
I am confused but I shouldn't idle here for long, I need to get out
"Skreeeeee!"
But then a shrill stopped me before I could
'Sh*t did they saw m- Oh I'm ready to be religious now" A horrifying scene unfolded infront of me
The sickly rat I saw before, convulsed wildy and great tremors run across its body. But that wasn't the scary, there were something moving beneathe its skin
I stared eyed wide as the thing in the inside it's flesh tried to escape through the rats stomach. It caused great tremors and convulses.through the rats body making it shrill in a loud voice
"Skreee-" the rat's voice got cut off
And then something tore through the rats body, a worm but not one, but hundreds of tiny worms just crawling out the rats body
I took hold of my mouth, trying not to puke and scream at the same time
"I hate this cave"