It had been exactly one year since i had been thrown in this horrible place. As usual, I woke up and it was night, a full moon. It never changed. I missed the sunset, the sun, and the green grass. Here there was only black and white. I hoped It would not be nearby. I had only seen it once, but i hoped to never see it again.

CRACK

I whirled around, holding my breath, to see... Nothing.

It was here.

I pulled my camo jacket over me, hoping that the leaves and mud i had attatched to it would be enough to hide.

I recalled the first time i had seen It.

"You've been giving us too much trouble."

"What should we do with him?"

"If we let him go, he'll contact the police"

"How about this."

Falling.

Waking up to a world where color doesn't exist.

Trying to find something, someone, to help me.

Finding a bush with a few overripe fruit.

A footstep behind me.

A creature made of darkness.

Pure white eyes.

I heard a sniffing sound. Please. Let this nightmare end!

Darkness.

Color.

A white room.

No- a hospital room.

"Welcome back." A doctor with a smile said, tears at his eyes. "Wh-where am I?" I respond.

"A hospital. You've been in a coma for a year."

"How did you wake me up?"

"I haven't."

As i peer at the doctors face, all i see are

Pure. White. Eyes.