Wooden floors and a few familiar faces. Silhouettes of 5 people. 2 are female and the rest male. A room with a sign.

I jolted awake.

Was I dreaming? Then why did it feel so real?

Wooden walls.

Where am I? I can't....

Breathe, Kayla. Breathe.

I opened my eyes to analyze my situation. I saw mirrors. I walked towards one of them. I looked at myself.

Tank top and jeans. Typical outfit for a hangout with friends.

Friends.

I turned around to see if anyone was there with me in this small room.

Instead I saw a door. I quickly went towards it and tried opening it. It won't budge. I tried a few more times. It won't open. I started panicking. How can I....

Breathe. Deep breathes, Kayla.

As soon as I left the door knob. I noticed red marks on the knob. I took a step back and looked at the door in shock.

So many scratches and lots of....dried blood.

I go closer and put my fingers in the scratches.

It fits. Perfectly.

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