“PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND!” I screamed, watching desperately as my friends backs moved further away without pausing.
My boyfriend Allen, my twin sister Julie… The two people in this world that should care about me the most… heard my cries for help and didn’t hesitate to leave me behind.
Allen turned back to look at me, his face pale with fright. A flame of hope sprung up within me, warming my heart that had chilled at their callous abandonment. He stared at me silently, his hand gripping the metal door of the underground tunnel so tightly his knuckles were white.
I was moments away from escaping with them. All he had to do was hold the door.
“Allen.” The name came out like a sob, half with relief, half still filled with the terror of being locked down here with the monster. “Thank y…”
My words trailed off as I saw him smile, the expression only lasting a fraction of a second. A slender hand gripped his shoulder, from behind, a hand I recognized, as it still had the silver bracelet I had gotten her for our birthday.
She hugged him from behind, resting her head on his shoulder.
I was only a few feet away when I heard her soft voice speak up.
“It’s for the best, Allen.”
The door started to close.
“NO!” I pushed forward, my breath coming out as a desperate gasp.“DON’T…!”
Allen’s eyes met my own, and my blood chilled as I realized…
There was no guilt in them. Only relief.
The door slammed closed in my face. I ran into it, unable to slow my momentum as I had raced forward to escape. I let out a grunt of pain at the impact falling to the ground staring at the barrier between me and freedom.
I heard the door lock in front of me, the quiet sound extinguishing my last hope.
And then, in the silence, I heard a new sound:
Footsteps. Steady and unrushed, moving closer with each second.
They had trapped me here, with the monster.
“I knew we should have stayed home.” I whispered, ignoring the tears blurring my vision. I leaned my head forward, resting my forehead against the cool metal of the door. “I knew it…”
The footsteps were growing louder. I shivered with fear.
This was supposed to be a vacation. It was supposed to be a fun, leisurely trip with those I loved.
The same people who had left me behind.
I stared down at the ground, and soon a pair of enormous black boots covered in dark mud entered my vision.
“…” I closed my eyes, feeling tired. I had nowhere to run, and my only exit had been blocked.
There was a long silence, causing my nerves to stretch thin. When a voice finally broke the quiet atmosphere, I jumped, surprised by the low, comforting tone.
“Damn, that’s a dick move.”
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