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Sep 19 '07
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No one Leaves, by ff__rocks
No one Leaves. Ever...
Screams in the distance, I can't even hear myself think. It's like this every
night, around 11pm.
My names C103, and that screaming, that'll be me soon, unless i get out,
but "No one leaves. Ever..."
The Footsteps are getting closer, they must only be a few Rooms away, but who
knows? These rooms are so small, just a bed and a toilet, that's my life.
That's Chateau Macabre.
Each night, I hear people being dragged somewhere, moaning, some crying. I
dont want that to be me, but what can i do? I'm locked in this small room 24/7
with nothing. I try everything to escape. Everything fails. Maybe this was my
fate. Maybe I was meant to die screaming. It wouldn't be as bad if I knew
what they were doing to each person.
The Dragging starts again, this time screams from a woman, and if I'm correct.
A Baby.
I hear the woman shouting, but I can't understand what she says, she must be
foreign. But to do whatever it is they're doing, to a CHILD, is just
wrong.
When- if i leave I'll make sure this place is shut down.
The Screaming begins again, only, its Crying, Childish cries. They chose the
child to go through this first! The Crying doesn't last long though, only
about 5 minutes or so. Now for the woman. The woman's cries last longer, about
15 minutes.
After the screams stop, about 5 minutes later I hear someone moaning outside
of my room. Only these moans are emotionless.
I look through the small breathing holes in the door, it small, but I can just
make out what it is, even though I don't like what im seeing.
The women is standing outside my room. Only, she is missing a few limbs. Her
left arm has gone, and a chunk of her stomach removed, her jaw gone, and her
nose ripped off.
But that's impossible, with that many fatalities, she should be... dead.
Unless... she is dead, and...
It hurts my heart trying to think about it. Could she really be a Zombie? Thats
impossible, that only happens in movies. Right?
I HAVE TO GET OUT.
I think long and hard. How could I get out? I have nothing. The door is locked.
I try opening the door, ramming into it, trying to break through. My efforts
fail. I give it one last attempt. I lean with my right shoulder forward, and
thrust myself forward. The door clicks, and slightly opens. This is it, the
break I was looking for. I close the door, and open it again to make sure I
have broken the door. It works.
I decide to leave it till tomorrow, to get some sleep.
I lay on the bed, and close my eyes, when, I hear the moaning again. I jerk up
and look through the Holes in the door.
Someone else is going to meet their fate, being dragged to wherever they take
everyone.
I try to sleep through the screams of whoever is dying.
I wake early, I look out the small window to see which floor I happen to be on.
Im not too high. I check the door, it still opens. I go to the toilet and
prepare myself for the task I have set myself.
I open the door, and step out. There is no one around, and if I'm correct,
there shouldn't be until 10pm tonight, when they choose their first victim.
I head left and find a stairwell, I go down 2 floors. In the distance I hear
two men in white suits talking.
"Let's go with the C section tonight, we haven't done them in a while." I hear
them say, so this is the day I have to escape.
I keep heading down. This is easier than I thought it would be. I stop when I
reach what appears to be the Ground floor. But the stairs continue...
What should I do? Escape or see whats in the basement?
I should escape while I can, and live. But something urges me to go down. So I
do.
The stairs go on for quite a while before reaching a new floor. But when I do,
I don't like what I see. A huge Laboratory, with the rotting bodies of those
unfortunate to have been brought here.
Luckily there is no one in the Lab, so I have a further look around. I head to
the corner, I don't know what draws me there, but yet I go.
When I reach the corner, I see a small body. None of the limbs have been
removed, but I don't know why I'm drawn to it. Then it hits me. It's the child
from the night before, how could I have forgotten about him. I pick up the body
then I see something under its chin. It's a word, Beginning with M. I can't
quite make it out. M-A-C-A-B-R-E. It says Macabre.
I drop the body and check the other bodies. Some of the bodies have some more
writing under their necks.
After checking each body I find the words:
Macabre will get you.
Macabre will get you, I repeat to myself. Macabre will get you. They couldn't
mean me. Could they?
I retreat to the stairs. They know I'm out of my room.
"****" I mutter to myself, and run back to the ground floor.
After reaching the ground floor, I head to what I believe to be the Exit of
this hell hole. I stand by the door, and reach for it. Something stops me. I'm
being held back by something. I look to my left and see a large hand on my
shoulder, I look to my right. A hand on that shoulder to.
"****" I shout. Something hits me on the side of my face. Then my head. I fall
to the floor, struggling to breath.
I wake up a short while later. I'm back in my room and it's night. I hear a
knock on my door, and it swings open. Revealing two large men in white suits.
They grab me. I scream.
"No one leaves." I mutter to myself, "ever... But that'll change. I will get
out. I hope."
As he drags me along, he moans, Emotionless, Much like the moan of that women
who was outside of my room. They're not just killing these people. They're
doing something much more. Giving them new lives, emotionless lives.
This man is also dead... As I look closer at his face, I realise he is
wearing a mask. I reach for it, he doesn't stop me. I pull it away from his
face.
He too, is missing his jaw, and his jaw has also been ripped off. I look closer
at his face, im drawn to it. As it get closer, he lets out a high pitch scream,
its sharp, and hurts my head. I grab his coat, and rip it off him. Only to
realise, he to, is missing half his stomach.
Why?