@walriding
She ran. She didn’t care where she’d go, she just had to get away from him. That smile was burned into her memory, the curl of it filled with malice and ill intent. He laughed as her skin bubbled from the baton’s electric bite, the sound bouncing off the walls.
Behind her awaited a fate worse than death. So she kept running.
The light awaited her at the end of the hall, fluorescents framed by a thick glass barrier. Behind it stood a man in a lab coat, his face concealed by goggles and a mask. Lynn didn’t notice the clipboard in his hand when she rushed up to the window, practically slamming her body against it in the process.
“Hey! Open up - please let me out!” She hissed in an attempt to keep her voice down.
The lab coat ignored her. He didn’t even make eye contact as her stare, wild with confusion, bore into him. She tried again, this time banging her first once against the glass.
“Can you hear me?! Let me out!”
No response. In her panic, Lynn smashed her fist against the window again and again, but to no avail.
“Mother fucker!”
A crackle of electricity somewhere behind her froze her in place. He was coming. Lynn abandoned the glass barrier and continued down the hall into a nearby room. The darkness swallowed her whole and she pawed around feebly, like a lost child, until she found a desk she could crawl under. Panic swelled in her chest, the pain of her torture forgotten for the time as adrenaline pumped through her veins.
Time stretched on and she waited in the dark, wondering how long it’d be until he found her, until she’d be back in that chair. Above her, the door opened. It was slow. Careful. Footsteps followed and she clamped a hand over her mouth in an attempt to muffle her rapid breathing.
Closer and closer the steps came towards her, her anxiety peaking. It was now or never. Lynn burst from under the desk to grab at the legs of who she believed to be the cop. The attempt, irrational and without thought as it was, was made to tackle the other to the ground. Once there, Lynn scrambled back, breathing hard. Something was wrong. This wasn’t him.
“Stay the fuck back!” She cried out, her voice louder than she intended.












