Chapter 1
Katie and I stood staring at the crimson stain on the wall of the closet.
Katie whispered to me “Is that blood or red paint?”
I whispered back “I don’t know, you better be quiet or we will be found.” The door was jammed and we both stood squished against the moldy walls, across from the red stain. We heard someone pacing back and forth outside the door, muttering something under it’s breath. The squeaks of the floorboards rang in our ears. Both of our hearts were fluttering within our chest. More than twenty things raced through our minds. Some of which we would never know, and nobody could answer.
I glanced over at Katie, a tear ran down her pale cheek. The room got freezing, we both had goose-bumps. All of a sudden, the muttering got louder and louder. At the point where we could tell it was a boy and hear what it was saying clearly. He was saying something about him getting fired from the emergency clinic. The words leaving his mouth was foolish and inappropriate. Katie and I plugged our ears and stood closer against the wall.
It was getting late, and getting cold. We were both thinking of different things, when he yanked on the closet door. Kaite put her hands up, as if he had a gun and all I did was close my eyes. He soon gave up. Kaite and I whispered a plan of escape.