Hi guys! Well, I have a few problems logging in at the moment, and that's really horrible for me as I can't leave my clerks anywhere now! Put my parts in school now, but only secretly, because I should actually be working !! So don't be too angry if I send you your clerks via email, because this is my replacement plan! But first of all, thank you for all your dear clerks !!

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My gaze wanders aimlessly around the room. Flies again and again from the broken bottle in my hand to Jamie's neck, with a thin streak of blood, and then to the door. I've got to get out of here. Yes, first out into the corridor and then I can still think about what to do next. But I have to be careful. Jamie is not to be underestimated. I wasn't exactly prissy about it earlier, but Jamie still didn't fall over.And he also recovered pretty quickly from my blow. But he also has a fair amount of respect for my improvised weapon and watches my every erratic movements. I can only hope that he doesn't realize how weak I am. With a quick twist of my hand, I force him to hastily bend his head back. I have to make it clear to him that I'm determined to do anything, as long as he thinks I could kill him anytime, I'm in control.



“To the door.” I point at it emphatically and Jamie actually starts moving. He doesn't take my hand out of his sight for a second and I'm pretty sure he's looking for a weakness, but I ruthlessly chase him away and give him as little time as possible to think about what he could do now. “And now what?” “Well, open it! What else?” I try to emphasize my request with an appropriate gesture and accidentally make a deeper cut on the side of the neck.Jamie winces again, not because of the pain, but because he may now realize the inner tension I'm under. He no longer tries to buy time and wait for a mistake from me, but opens the door. I stare at the open door for a few seconds. When I tried to open the door, it didn't move an inch and I was actually expecting a huge bunch of keys, or a hidden button to press, but Jamie just pulled the handle and the door opened. Could it be that the door had reacted to Jamie and had opened because of it?

No. I angrily chase away this crazy thought. Before that, the woman had somehow locked and Jamie had then simply forgotten to lock when he had entered his office. How could he have known that I suddenly had such new energies. I also didn't know that such powers slumbered in me.But these powers don't last forever either. I quickly focus again on the here and now and just push these unimportant thoughts aside.



"Come on! What are you waiting for?" He steps out into the corridor almost hastily. Then I suddenly realize that he is afraid of me. So far it was only a guess, but the way he moves, all of his body language, tells me his fear. I don't know if I should be happy that at least I have Jamie under control for the moment, or if it might not be more dangerous for me after all. People who are afraid sometimes react unpredictably, and I really don't need unpredictability right now. We go to the end of the corridor, but suddenly Jamie stops and doesn't go any further. "What now? What are you going to do?" "I want to get out of here, I plan to do that and you will now please take me outside, did you understand me?" My voice sounds incredibly cold-blooded and I am a bit amazed at the strength of it Sound.Of course, I don't show my astonishment, but I'm not entirely sure whether I succeeded, because there is suddenly a cold, calculating expression in Jamie's eyes again.

"If you understood me! Don't believe that I will let you lead me into some dead end and then let you get away with it. So, go on!" Jamie starts reluctantly, but I don't have the feeling that he really is me would lead to a dead end. He's just not cold-blooded enough for that, and besides, what would it do for him? He would only risk ending up with a slashed neck in some corner and somehow, I think Jamie is already attached to his life, enough at least not to be killed for such an unimportant reason.



I'm getting nervous. The corridors all look the same. Without Jamie I would never find my way out of here and it is a mystery to me what he orientates himself on.But what if he just leads me in a circle until I lose my strength and I can't go any further. And then it's easy for him to snatch my improvised weapon from me. I feel myself getting weaker with every step. My feet suddenly weigh tons, but I can't let them show. As if I didn't even notice my feet, which weigh tons, I just keep walking and every time Jamie looks back he gets a venomous look. If he just started running now, I wouldn't have a chance to catch up with him. I quickly quicken my pace a little and grab Jamie's forearm. He just has to take me outside and as long as he doesn't notice how I'm doing, I still have a chance.

We go down a steep staircase again, step through a low door and then suddenly we are in the great hall. I look around in awe. The hall is indescribably huge.The ceiling, the countless columns, everything so huge. The hall is again filled with shadow, because the sun has already set. It's like a déjàvu experience with the small difference that this time the door is open.



This realization hits me completely unprepared. Can it really be that simple? Freedom is within your grasp. I just storm off. I don’t waste a thought why the door is open. I just respond to it. My steps are getting faster and faster. I only see the door. And then suddenly a cruel pain that suddenly fills my head almost completely obliterates my consciousness. My legs buckle at full speed, like cutting the threads of a marionette. I'm falling heavily to the ground. I can still feel my arms being grabbed and someone pulling my limp body across the floor behind them. And then everything goes black.



I am surrounded by this incredibly vivid blackness again.I am not alone. I can't see anyone, hear or smell anything, but I just feel that there is something in the dark. Something incredibly evil that lies in wait for me, that wants to kill me. I am completely scared. Fear has a firm grip on me and fills all of my thinking. I go around in circles trying to reassure myself, but it's hopeless.

But suddenly the darkness is no longer as massive as it was a few seconds ago. A light rectangle penetrates the darkness. I stumble towards it blindly. The light rectangle eventually becomes an open door. I'm running faster and faster, but the door just doesn't come any closer. No matter how fast I run, the door still moves a tiny bit faster from me. Finally I stop exhausted. I will never reach the door.



I turn away from the door and suddenly stand right in front of it. How is that possible?Anyway, I just have to go through that door and I'll be saved. Almost in awe, I walk the last few meters to the door. White fog surges towards me in thick clouds. No matter how hard I try to penetrate the fog that is on the other side of the door with my eyes, I cannot see what is on the other side. With one last, determined step I step through the door and the fog closes me in its cold, wet embrace. I want to close the door behind me, but it's gone. Instead of the darkness, I am now trapped in this white hell. I turn around my own axis completely disoriented, but no matter where I turn, everything looks the same. Suddenly two tentacles shoot forward and pull me into the fog. I am being dragged at an incredible speed towards a large shadow that suddenly appears in the fog. And then I see what has been chasing me the whole time and I start screaming.I was wrong. The darkness was a thousand times better than this fog, because now I can see the monster and the very sight of it almost drives me crazy. Those eyes, those terrible, all-consuming eyes. With one last, piercing scream, everything sinks into gracious darkness.



The first thing I become aware of is this cruel pain that fills my head. But not just my head, the pain seems to flood my entire body. I am unable to move. My eyelashes are stuck together and just cannot be separated from each other. It is only with incredible effort that I finally manage to open my eyes. What I see doesn't make sense to me at first. Actually, I don't see anything, just blurry shapes that seem to bounce up and down in front of my eyes without any recognizable logic, but then the spots merge into a recognizable image and I look into the face of an older, white-haired man.He seems to be quite angry and again it takes some time until I have sorted my thoughts so far that I can assign a name and a meaning to the face. "Well back from the realm of dreams?" Tyler watches me with a burning anger in his gaze that I can't explain. But then everything comes back to me. My attempt to escape, how close I was to freedom and this cruel pain that still rages in my head and the rest of my body. I avert my gaze and fix a point on the ceiling. I don't want to talk now. I don't even want to think now. I just want to lie there and get rid of this pain.



But Tyler doesn't give me any respite. He bends over my face and captures my gaze. I want to look away but I can't tear my gaze away from those burning eyes. "We have a real problem with you, no, actually you have more of a problem with us.What are you thinking of simply taking Mr. Anderson hostage and trying to escape? You didn't really think you'd be successful with it, did you? I really didn't think you were that stupid, but sometimes I am wrong, too. What is happening now is your own responsibility. I really would have liked to avoid that, but unfortunately you leave me no other choice. "



Shortly again, but I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you