I thrust myself into the bed, squeezing my eyes shut as the footsteps kept getting closer and closer, each step echoing the other, getting louder and louder until it abruptly stops. the floorboards start to creak as he moves closer to me, the creaking stops as he crouches over the drip strewn on the floor. Shit, I forgot about that. My eyes may be shut but I can still sense his cold gaze burning through the back of my head. I jump in shock as a large hand reaches out and drags me by my hair and onto the cold, hard floor. "Get up" he bellows, looking at me like how a Hyena looks at its prey. His eyes bore into me as he stares me down, not moving an inch as I struggle to stand after being dragged down to the floor. I slowly stand up and once I got to my feet, he snarls at me, looking at me in disgust. He takes a large step closer to me and roughly grabs hold of my shoulders, shaking me. "Don't try to escape me again you little bitch, I won't go so easy next time". 'Easy?', I thought. Who is he, and what does he want with me. How did I end up here?

He storms out, slamming the door behind him, his ferocious footsteps grew quieter as he disappeared. Now, he may be an asshole, but a very stupid one at that. During his tantrum he slams the door, leaving it to bounce back open, forgetting to lock it. I need to be careful though, as it could be a trap. I wait a while until the sound of his footsteps had faded fully, and I make a run for it.

I bound left, outside the door running as fast as I can, not looking back. I can't look back, I need to keep moving forward. As I get to another corner I slow down and press my body against the wall. As quietly as I can, I slowly peek around the corner to see a male figure standing in front of another door. This was clearly a different man, so there must be at least a dozen people keeping guard around here. I wonder what or who is behind that door, the man is clearly guarding it. I stop peeking around the corner and think, I won't have much time so if I want to try and escape I will need to do it now. Should I risk trying to see what's behind that door? I mean, I have to get rid of the guard to get past anyway. On a whim, I decided that I was going to go back to the room I was in and use something to attack from there, as I was weaponless and I assume he has a gun.

I sprint cautiously back to the room I was in and desperately look around for something I can attack that guard with. The only thing I see is the drip. This gives me an idea. I drain the bag and grab the pipe and run towards the corner I was at before. I take a quick look and see that the man was still there. I need to distract him, so I rip a button off my top and decided to throw it in front of him, but slightly to the side so he looks the other way. He turns around in a flash and looks away to inspect the source of his distraction. As he does this, I take my chance and run up behind him. I jump onto him and wrap the pipe around his neck. He claws at me, turning a rather dark shade of purple, attempting to take his gun out of his pocket as he struggles to catch his breath.

Come on Maddison, FINISH HIM! Kill him so you can run free

I pause for a second, where the fuck did that voice come from? For a split second, I got lost in thought which gave the man an advantage so he threw me off of him and onto the floor. I glided along bashing my head off the wall. He grins down at me. Fuck, how did I get distracted, how could I? Before I give in I look across the hall to see his gun laying on the floor. He must have dropped it as he was gasping for air. I take my chance and slowly stretch out my leg, trying to push it closer to me. I fail, and it slides across the floor further away. Shit. The man, still with his hungry eyes on me, slowly moves his hand to his pocket. He jumps in surprise and a look of panic forms on his face as he can't seem to find his gun. He looks over to where I was staring and notices the gun on the ground. We both make a run for it and he manages to grab it first. He goes to point it at me but I dive on top of him before he could shoot. I grab his hand with the gun in and slowly twist his hand around so the gun is facing his chest. He looked perplexed, almost as if to say 'how the fuck is this tiny girl overpowering me?' it makes me laugh.

Go on Maddie, pull the trigger and escape

This time I don't question the voice, I spit in his eyes and pull the trigger. I slowly stood up, analyzing the damage caused. Of course, it was only his chest so he may still be living. Just to be sure, I walk over to him and press my foot down on his throat. He started foaming at the mouth, gargling his own blood. He doesn't have the energy to scream, so all I can hear are his faint cries of anguish.

"Over here, the doors open, she's escaped"

The sound of shouting pulls me out of my trance. Shit. I need to run. I stand on his throat one last time and kick him in the ribs. I then fled off. Oh my god, I think that's it, that's the exit!

my excitement dwells away as I see three men run in front of the door

"Not so fast missy"

Remembering I have my gun, I shoot each one in the head with precision. Bursting through the doors, I take a deep breath of the fresh air then speed up. Where am I though, I didn't really care I simply ran through the brown mucky trail surrounded by an abyss of trees and greenery. After what felt like a few minutes I felt a sudden sharp pain in my side. I put my hand over it and feel something sticky. I look at my hands, it was blood, I was bleeding, I was shot. How did that happen?

All of a sudden I hear shouting, they're after me, I need to keep going. I started to run again, picking up the pace whilst being in agony. I wasn't watching where I was going. It's raining, slippery, and therefore wet. Suddenly, I felt my ankle twist and I went flying, face-first into the ground as I fell over a tree stump. Oh no, I couldn't move, I felt paralyzed. I gave up, I didn't have enough strength to keep going. My eyesight kept getting blurrier and darker, as the voices got louder and harsher. The last thing I remember was frantic sounding voices, and somebody roughly tugging on my leg. I wondered who or what was behind that door. Then I blacked out.