What It Means To Decide

I scrolled through the halls. The walls creaked as I leaned against the wall. My body was tense as is, I wanted to rest. A knife sharping solidifies my body, I forced energy into my body and began walking again. I tried to force open the doors, but it didn’t budge.

All the walls looked the same. I picked up my pace. I heard the sharpening directly behind me. A force felt on my back incapacitated my mind as my body fell to the floor. There was laughing behind me, the killer underestimated me and stalled to saver the moment.

I felt a ache in my stomach, a need to demonstrate myself rose.