As soon as school was out I raced home, barely saying goodbye to my friends. By the time I got home my heart was racing, my throat hurt to breathe, drenched in sweat, and I felt like I was dying! I hope this was worth it as exercise to practice running from 075… I grabbed a drink, or three, then went to my room. I tossed my bag onto my bed, it bounced a little before laying lifeless. I scavenged around my room, grabbing whatever I thought would be useful. From snacks and drinks, portable charger, phone, my tablet, two flashlights and multiple flashlight batteries, a small notebook and some pencils, and other things like that and stuffed it all into my school bag after dumping all my school stuff out. I replaced the faded ink on my arm as well. That little quote still bugs me… ‘No more than the red, no less than purple, and under the golden symbol’, the hell does it mean!? Just thinking about it gave me a headache! I groaned and lightly rubbed my temple trying to soothe the pain, I could feel just how sweaty I was from all the running,”Gross…” I grumbled. I was most likely going to die tonight anyway, might as well shower so I don’t smell that bad at my funeral. I abandoned all my things on my bed as I left my room, I grabbed my purple towel out of the little closet and took a shower.

When I got out it was hell trying to dry off my rose red hair, the red was fading and I have to dye it again soon, the fading making the rat nest in my head seem even more revolting. I did my best to brush my hair, I got changed into a simple yet comfy outfit. My white Shadow the Hedgehog shirt with plain black sweatpants was my choice. Something about this shirt always made me happy, like great memories were attached to this old shirt… So why not wear it the night I might die? I’m such a genious! I glanced at the time, 4:26, my friends and I decided to meet up and go to the place around 9. So maybe some rest would be good. I didn’t bother leaving a note or a will, or anything like that, because there was still a chance that I’ll come back, but there is also the fact my family is always so busy that it’ll be months till they realize I’m gone! And I sure the hell not going to the cheesy ‘If I don’t return tell my story’ thing before I leave! But I did spend some time on social media, just a small check up on my friends and a video or two of Markiplier. . .

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We were running, each one of us badly injured and bleeding, Jack being the most hurt out of the six of us. Our footsteps all we can hear around us other than our sharp breaths down the dark hallway, each door just a blur as we ran past them, in the corner of my eye I can see something on the wall, easily keeping up, covered in small odd lights. Whispers filled the hall, nothing can be made out but it wouldn’t shut up, it was maddening! The thing on the wall suddenly leapt at us, crashing down in front of me, a huge thud came from it’s landing and in the darkness I seen it cause a crack in the old flooring. I screamed and tried to stop running, my shoes screamed against the floor as I halted to a stop, but… I couldn’t stop fast enough, I crashed into the monstrosity, I doubt I even affected it, but I bounced back and hit the ground with a thud. Oh god… Oh god… Oh god! I seen my friends run off so they can live, but not Jack. She rushed over and ripped me away from it, forcing me to my feet,”Come on!” Jack hissed and ran off, I did my best to keep up, my body being a horrible mix of pain and numb from all the damage. This was it, wasn’t it? It’s all going to end tonight, my friends abandoned me and Jack and we’ll be killed by this thing! Tears blurred my vision, as I ran I did my best to try wiping away the tears so I can see better, my tears mixed with the blood on my arm but still managed to clear my vision, as I did I felt Jack’s grip loosen on my arm more and more, and was soon gone all together. I uncovered my eyes…. I slowed to a stop. Jack was gone. The halls totally clean and proper like it was never a mess from the start. I glanced at my body, totally fine. But I still felt like hell. What the hell was happening?! My chest and legs were still hell from all the damn running and I knew if I tried to run anymore it’ll just be the damn death of me! Suddenly, as if they weren't broken and as if there was power from the start, the lights in the hall turned on one by one. This… place actually didn't seem so bad when it was well lit… But that still doesn't make this situation any better! I cupped my hands around my mouth,”Jack! Jessica! Ice! Where are you!?” I cried out into empty halls…

“They won’t hear you, no matter how loud you shout…”

I whipped around in panic. A boy was there. He was just a bit taller than me, had black hair that was shaved on one side and covered his right eye, pale skin, lovely blue eyes, he wore a torn up button-up light bluish gray shirt, jeans, and black shoes. Despite his hair covering his right eye I could see blood stained bandages wrapping around his head and covering his right eye as well, really bad scars along his neck, bandages along his left arm, through the tears of his shirt I could see bloodstained bandages around his torso, blood leaking from his mouth, blood just pouring from him and leaving a puddle where he’s standing, and he’s wearing a little name tag but it was damaged and the words too hard to make out. The only slight bit I could make out was ‘Mi’ in the start and ‘el’ at the end. Oh god… did 075 do this to the poor boy?! I feel so bad for him! But what could I possibly do to help him? Then I remembered something. “Are… Are you him? The doctor… How could you do that to 075?! She was just a girl!” I snapped at the boy, I have no idea why I’m this aggressive towards him just because there’s a chance he could be the horrible doctor. The boy looked down a little, his eyes shut and he said nothing. “Answer me!” I hissed, “No…” The boy opened his eyes and looked at me,”But I do know what happened here…” He added, I glared at him,”Welcome to the club, I know too, so does my group of friends! And how can I trust you?!” I snapped at him, stepping back from the boy. The boy rolled his eyes and followed me as I backed away,”Believe me or not you need me. Need my help, to be exact.” the boy seemed to be a mix of calm and annoyed. I don’t trust being near him, how can I trust his help?!

The boy suddenly had me pinned to the wall, my back felt numb from the hit,”And I don’t care that you don’t trust me. It’s over for me, but it doesn’t have to be for you or your friends! You seen her, right? Listen to her! She told you!” he demanded,”Listen to w-who? What-t?” I stuttered, my fear overcoming my tough act,”No more than red, no less than purple, under golden symbol!” He yelled at me, making me flinch a bit. I recognized that and glanced at my arm, the quote in ink on my exposed skin. How.. how did he know about the dream? What the voice said?! My mind was racing again. But I was snapped back to reality when all the lights were suddenly out again, and the boy was gone and all I could see was odd but bright lights in front of me, on blue, one purple, one green, one gray. All four dead into my eyes forcing me clamp my eyes shut...

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I woke up in a cold sweat, my eyes wide and my chest hell, breathing uneasy, my back feeling like it was bashed against a hard surface, and my bed was an utter and total mess… I remembered the dream… how vivid and real it was, the creature, the boy, the quote… I held my head and groaned,”Fucking hell..” I grumbled, I got up and checked the time. 8:41. Shit! I fixed my hair, grabbed my bag, got a quick meal from the kitchen and headed out to the lab where my friends should be. Only four of them was there… Ice wasn’t here though. I sighed. Jessica and John were talking to eachother, Edgar was climbing a nearby tree like the weirdo he is. I noticed Jack. I smiled a little from seeing her, her silver-green eyes glued to her phone screen as always, her long light brown partly covering her face from me. I went to her, I pulled her into a hug and held her close,”Uh… Angel?” She asked quietly, I was used to her being the quiet type. I was also used to her texting me things like ‘I love you senpai’, ‘I’ll be there for you no matter what’, and even things like ‘I won’t hesitate to die for you’. I always viewed them as the usual saying people say to people they care about even if they don’t mean it. We were friends for almost two whole years and that dream made me realize just how much she meant the fact she wouldn’t think twice about sacrificing herself for me. My grip tightened around her a slight bit.

“Thank you…”