Chapter 13

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Cold, alone, unsure, these are the feelings my mind comprehends when I arrive. My mind almost instantaneously converts all my thoughts into fear. I stumble around looking for Finn as I realize I'm alone, "Finn! Finn, where are you!" My surroundings are dull and murky. The room? Area? The place I'm in was foggy but so clear at the same time. It was so compacted but also so open. Maybe my mind couldn't comprehend it correctly.

"Finn! Where are you! This better not be a joke," I say as my voice starts to quiver, "if it is, it's one sick one."

"Ella...," said a unrecognized, faint voice in the distance.

"Hel-," I cut myself off as I remembered the beings Emerson was mentioning earlier, wait, how long have I been here? Why can't I focus on one thought at a time? My mind is throwing so many things at me all at once.

"Ella, it's Finn," the voice said. Was it Finn? Was it a being? Is this a dream? My feet start mindlessly walking in the direction I heard the voice. I saw a grey figure walk to the left of me. I completely freeze. I slowly turn to the left as the figure stops. Has it noticed me? I start to step back as a random stick suddenly appears, and as fate has it be, of course, I step on it. The figure quickly turns and stares right at me. It's face is a face, but isn't a face, but also is a face all at the same time.

It has black, concave holes as eyes and a blank expression. The being quickly bolts at me. I suddenly jerk around and start running. I can't seem to outrun the thing, it just seems to be getting faster and faster. Why can't Finn be here? Why can't I just get Beth and get out? Why did we have to move in the first place? I turn my head to glance behind me and check if the thing is still there.

Suddenly, I run into something large. It wasn't previously there, or was it? That isn't the point right now. I turn my head as the being slowly walks toward me, it's face getting more and more horrifying. It starts to slowly reach out for me as others start to surround me.

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