DAY 188 IN HAWKINS HELL ( the upsidedown )
her movements had to be so QUIET. being here for this many days she had it down to a T. backpack on her back, an old torn hat was covering her hair, face sunken and under eyes dark while tattered keds slid across the rotted carpet of someone’s home.
light shaky breath fogged, counting her things while looking all around. she couldn’t stay in the same place every day. moving was what kept her ALIVE. constantly. and sparingly using her ghost hunting equipment to ward off those THINGS. she had no name for them. they were horrifying creatures.
bony hands reached for the doorknob, catching her reflection in an old broken mirror on the back of a girl’s bedroom door. she stopped to look at herself. a GHOST of who she once was. pristine and perfect. now hollow, pale, blue lipped and DEAD LOOKING.
free hand lifted to her face to pull at the skin under her eyes, giving a frown from underneath her handkerchief mask. how much longer could she keep this up? she was frail, skinny and constantly starving. finding what she could get. mostly cans of things or stuff that had fallen here somehow.
light filtered in from the window, showing the dust particles thick in the air and the coldness. time to go. door squeaked slightly with the pull, glassy blue eyes scanning the area before heading out.
it always looked the same here. day, night. just a constant grey. sometimes the sky had red lightening. like it was ALIVE. it was terrifying to see--so she tried not to look whenever it happened.
holly was so tired....if she were honest...giving up and just dying here seemed like the much better option. but people had to KNOW. this place, the open rips to get here. what if the entire WORLD fell into this ?
she pulled out a small notebook from her back jean pocket, a small pencil hooked to the rings of it while she scribbled down the date and assumed time.
an unusual color shined in her peripheral vision, lowering her notepad with a squint to turn her head.
a red light coming from the base of a big tree at the end of the neighborhood. where houses sat in a circle, all in the same condition. odd? it looked like a WOUND.
she continued to go forward, getting a closer look at it. yeah, it really was like a wound. it was fleshy and gooey. but why?
stopping dead in her tracks, holly dropped the notebook, the sliver of scenery before her being a much less foggy woods. green and with rain pouring down.
eyes widened and tears welled up in her eyes, fingerless gloves ripping off the handkerchief from her malnourished lips and breaking out into a run. QUICK. QUICK before it would possibly shut. before she was trapped here forever. alone to die.
this was it. THIS. WAS. IT.
teeth gritted and weak body pushing as hard as she could, lungs BURNING and body SCREAMING to stop. but she wouldn’t. hyperventilating, she slammed and shoved against that tree, wiggling and digging into the small slit as quickly as she could. it felt like it was getting smaller and smaller. it was disgusting. grunting with one arm grasping at the flesh like walls, freedom was just one more push away.
body quivered at the sight of the rainy terrain, trying her best to scream out. not speaking much at all for so long had made her throat dry and voice box useless, only thing coming out was hoarse broken noises.
the rain on her skin had signified that she had MADE IT. but holly didn’t stop there, no. she continued to run, backpack bouncing on her back in the rain. running so fast until she reached the road.
thats when her legs gave out. slamming face first onto the asphalt, holly struggled to catch her breath, rolling onto her side and fading.
headlights BLINDED her vision, the teen managing a squint before the red and blue lights danced in her eyes.
lifting herself briefly, she outreached her arm, only managing to get out, “ h...--h.....he---- “
when the cop got out of the car before passing out.
“ HEY. HEY-- “ he shook her, pulling the radio on his jacket frantically.
“ BLONDE HAIR, BLUE EYES? IS THIS HER? THE GIRL-- “
HOLLY ELIZABETH HARRIS. assumed dead and buried five months ago. had been found on the side of the road half dead and hardly alive.
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