The backrooms.

The last post before i go, ig

I'm somewhere yellow, it's dark. It feels lonely. No one's around. I try to find something, someone. Nothing. I look around. There's a door but a key is missing. I try to find it; I'm scared, alone and unsure. It's suffocating. I speak, I cry.. it feels like people listen but they just don't care. I mean nothing to no one.

I sit down, hands around my legs.. I put my head down .. tears fall, uncontrollable. I hug myself, comforting as it can be. I look around again, wanting to find the key. Wanting to be free. I walk into hallways, I can hear nothing but my footsteps. It feels endless. I feel alone, afraid, unsafe..

i cross another corner as I see a monster. Growling, dark, staring straight into my eyes. I run, it follows. I try escaping, I call for help; no one cares. I plead, I cry.. it doesn't stop. No one listens, no one has to. I don't give up, I run as I much as I can. I'm too slow, I trip.. falling on my knees. The monster catches up to me.

-Love, Sylphiette;