Through the thick fog
and the rose bushes on the path,
I can see the door.
Lying on its side.

The knob is a source of light.
It glimmers from its position on the ground
and it burns in my eyes.
I have to squint.

I hear a sound behind me…
it is the noise of crawling.

There is screaming in the distance.

The sound of movement nears.
The footsteps squelch on the ground.
I notice the smell of metal.

With desperation, I rush towards the door;
the fog parts around me. My feet are rubbed raw
they are stained in red
the air is cool and it hurts down my lungs

I am panting as the door moves further from me
it is alive I think
I think I may not be
and something is chasing me.

Please help.

I dive for the door.

Please help.

My hand grips the knob
it is searing hot
and the blisters that I didn’t notice were there pop.

My hands are glowing.
I wrench desperately.
The door opens, and without looking back, I dive into it headfirst.

Please help,
Please help…

I land on my feet,
which hit rough rocks on the shore of a lake.
The pain jolts through my ankles
and I feel blood squelching under my toes…

I scream.

As I make my way forward
into the fog, towards a distant glow,
the loud sound of my limping
echoes.

In the distance there is a glow.
Someone is ahead.
They start to run.
I follow.

Please help.
Please help.
Please

There is the creaking of hinges

panting

and the slam of a door.

The person is gone.
Gone where?

I walk forwards,
and

THROUGH THE THICK FOG
AND THE ROSE BUSHES ON THE PATH
I CAN SEE THE DOOR.
LYING ON ITS SIDE.

THE KNOB IS A SOURCE OF LIGHT
IT GLIMMERS FROM ITS POSITION ON THE GROUND
AND IT BURNS IN MY EYES.
I HAVE TO SQUINT.

THE NOISE OF CRAWLING

SCREAMING IN THE DISTANCE

SQUELCHING FOOTSTEPS

SMELL OF RUST AND BLOOD

I RUSH TOWARDS THE DOOR.
WITH DESPERATION.

MY FEET ARE RUBBED RAW

I DIVE FOR THE DOOR

THE HANDLE IS HOT AND BLISTERS FORM AGAIN THEY BURST THEY LEAK AND THE SOUND OF SOMEONE BEHIND ME IS FAST APPROACHING LEAVE LEAVE Please help SO I DIVE HEADFIRST INTO THE DOOR AND

I

land on my ffeet

in rock s on the shore

pain

scrream hg

blood

crawl

person

light

door

hinges squeaking

slam of door

fog

walk

panting

pain

scream in the back

blood

run towards the door

cycle

it’s a cycle

Please help.