Annie walked down the dark hallways as she wonders who turned out the lights.
The building has started to become cold and she thinks about her pink fluffy blanket back in her room. Annie hears footstep behind her and starts to run through the familiar halls. She can't see anything but she knows the halls here. The stress from fear and running makes her forget the halls and she opens a door, thinking it is her room.
Annie reaches to the left, expecting to feel the light switch but she doesn't find it. She reaches to the right and finds the switch. That's strange. She always remembered the switch being on the left. Upon flipping the switch, nothing happens. The entire facility's lights are out.
A crack of thunder makes her jump and lights the room for a split second. All of this thought about lights makes Annie remember a flashlight she left on the shelf next to her bed. She walks towards it but instead stumbles over something. She hits the cold hard floor. This room must be old and not renovated. They installed carpet over a year ago... Something crashes and starts rolling towards her. She catches it and feels a cold metal on her hand. It must be a flashlight. She switches it on. Light floods the room, but it isn't her room...
She sees covered furniture around the room. The only time they cover furniture is when someone dies and all personal belongings are given to the family. She also spots a toy doll on the floor. She ponders why it would be here as the room would usually be cleared other than traditional furniture. Suddenly the flashlight shatters. Annie looks around in shock as she notices a slicing pain in her hand. She must have been cut...
Then she notices a light. A mean, red light. Its source is from where the doll had been. She hears a sniffle from behind her. Annie slowly turns around. The red light illuminates a little girl holding the doll. The little girl has extremely pale skin and dark tears stream down her face. The little girl stares at Annie.
"It's just a doll," she said quietly. Annie looks at the little girl and the doll, confused. Looking at it now, the doll looks strangely familiar. Then, all the memories start to flood back in.
To be continued...
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The Insane Asylum
HorrorOn a stormy night one patient is given revenge by the spirit of another. As things start to escalate others get involved and soon a world of fear is unveiled.
