Story of Claudia

I americium present again, successful a spot I bash not know, and I bash not cognize who brought maine here. There is nary sound, nary movement, thing astatine all. Darkness fills this spot and determination is lone anemic airy coming from a breached window. It seems arsenic if idiosyncratic tried to He escaped done it. The airy was much terrifying than the darkness. It revealed to maine the details of this cursed place. It was a ample palace afloat of paintings falling connected the crushed and immoderate bare statues assuming antithetic intersexual positions. The walls were corroded and determination were the remains of torn achromatic curtains connected them, down which helium was visible. Inscriptions written successful blood. They whitethorn person been written by the erstwhile victim, oregon they whitethorn beryllium portion of a talisman oregon symbols of a magical ritual to conjure a demon. It is not a nightmare. I tin consciousness everything clearly. I tin respire and scream, but without anyone proceeding me. Except the voices that talk to maine wrong my caput truthful forcefully that I autumn unconscious for agelong hours, until I aftermath up connected a achromatic bed, arsenic if I had taken precocious doses of morphine aft an electrical league successful the aged vicinity hospital, oregon possibly I had gone backmost and taken the drugs again, and each that was happening. All astir maine are thing but hallucinations from the power of the favourite drug, “Meth,” which my doll has known good for astir 2 years, and whose dilatory question I present consciousness wrong my doll. Its power is astir to end. I aftermath up and regain implicit consciousness, lone to observe that I americium inactive here, alive. I americium inactive stuck betwixt this sick existence, and this effort has besides failed similar the remainder of my erstwhile attempts to escape.