With a stomp of fortitude she looks herself in the eyes and notices they were bright pink!
"Wha?" she mumbles in disbelief
With sanity at its peak
She screams out loud and ventures forth towards the room she woke up in
With knife in hand.............................................She rams it though her left eye.........
????
After the death defying zombie like thing she first encountered in this damned place
Or the bloody TVs scattered through the next door
Perhaps the red haired vomit inducing "witches" 3 doors down
Heh... could've have been that talking rabbit with blood oozing from its neck wound
All those mind numbing puzzles could have played part as well
Either way ....
Maybe she's had enough of all this insanity
For two days - Two psychological days of agony she lived, fought, struggled, and thought
In a "place" she just so happens to wake up in totally unaware for she's not a bad person nor a good one but an "average person of good thoughts and bad, not excessive nor plain
But here she was and now she's gone
By a demented dude
Julio Cesar Alvarez Zuniga
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