Kelly
The next day, Kelly woke up with a start. A cold flush ran down her chest, past her abdomen and into her legs. Sweat lined her temples and she felt like she was choking, unable to breathe. Where am I?
Although her eyes were wide open, pitch black darkness surrounded her. She tried to scream but no sound escaped her mouth. She tried to kick but couldn’t move a single muscle. Her legs were stuck in place as if they were nailed to the bed below.
In desperation, she tried to move her hands, but even with all her will and effort, she couldn’t wiggle a single finger. What is happening to me? A cold, bone-chilling dread enveloped her.
She opened her eyes. Her gaze rested on the gypsum plasterboard ceiling. Her heart pumped wildly with different scenarios crossing her head, each more im
