Instinct
114 Words
The hall was endless. But she stopped. Still sniffing the floor and holding that cold thing in her hand. It smell like human being. She was scared.To the bones, but she had learned not to show it. Screaming continued from the not so far distance now. She wondered what to do. To follow the sound or to stay there and explore. There was no time to loose. But yet she stood there not moving. She took deep breath. Trying to feel instinct deep down inside her. And waited.Waited for miracle or something. She could feel. Like silent beating in her stomach she felt it. Like haze in early morning...like..like something she had felt before.
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