I look at my phone, the Illuminated screen reads 10:13 AM. Time here is strange, in certain areas it's one spesfic time, another it's the complete opposite.
I unlock my phone to and look at the photos of my family and friends. God how I miss them, their probably worried about me, or not. I always felt like a burden to them, anyways.
I let out a large sigh, and take a sip of almond water. I used to hate the taste, but now I've grown a liking for it. Once I get home I'll probably stock up on it. I drop it into my backpack, and zip it closed. I made sure to have my pocket knife on hand, for emergencies, of cource.
I start the long trek towards trying to find the exit to this damn level. What level am I on now, anyways? I sure as hell can't remember. I attempt to shoot my friends a text, but I remember; it's useless to try. No cell reception.
Why the hell did I decide to come back?! Who the hell in the right mind would want to come to a reched place like this?! I kick myself, but continue the walk. Who knows what is watching me, waiting for a vulnerable moment.
I remember the smilers, faclings, all of those awful beings. I take a glance at my arm, which had a scar from an encounter with one of those things. I remember everything— in extreme detail. It was right here, I almost died. It gave me the chills. I walked a bit faster from then on.
All I know is, I want to go home.
God, someone please save me from this hell.