35: Dimly Lit Hall

ADRIANA

I’m walking in a dimly lit hall.

I looked around the place, starting from my right to my left then straight ahead. I even turned around to look at my back.

One thing stands out, I can’t see beyond the perimeter I’m standing. Of course, that makes the arms bells in my head ring. And my senses are on high drive. The voice in my head is telling me to get the hell out. And yes, I agree with her, except, I can’t bring myself to move.

I’m moving, I’m walking ahead. But I want to run, and preferably in the opposite direction. My body doesn’t heed to that command. I could almost hear it telling me I can’t tell it what to do. It has a mind of its own now.

With no progress on stopping myself from going to wherever my body is leading. I decided to look at the place some more, hoping to find a clue what the place is.

How did I even get there? There is no one to answer my question.

I looked up and noticed a single bulb on the high ceiling dangling. The light is so dim that it doesn’t brigh