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Whiplash

Left, right, left, right, left, right- 

 Ok I'm going right.

I heeled right and sauntered to the hall door, only stopping at my room to check if I should take anything with me from in there. Nothing of note was in that room, except for my messy bed, and the bloody IV needle laying, dripping on the bedside table. 

The only thing I have to say about that IV was that it was gross. 

 I had to put my entire body weight into the hall door to open it, but it wasn't too much of a monumental effort to push the door open. The hallway was almost exactly the same as the last one, but there were no bathrooms and slightly different posters on the wall. Everything seemed like it was recently abandoned; tip top shape, but no people so in sight.

 I kept wandering through the hallways, only stopping to read things on posters or stick my head into especially curious looking rooms for what seemed like forever but was probably 10 minutes. Since i was alone, i got the feeling something was following me. I always do, but this time it felt real. At the same time though, it felt like I was the only one left in the world, which only fed into my fear of being followed because maybe it wasn't a human that was following me. That's what really spooked me.