Bianca wakes up with a screaming headache. Her body felt numb and whatever she was laying on was weirdly comfortable. It was too soft and smelled too masculine for it to be her bed.
Bianca hears painful grants that got her set up from the bed. Her eyes widened in horror. This is not my bedroom. She thought.
Somehow Bianca is in a large dark bedroom that has mysterious pictures on the wall of dark clouds with thunder striking the sky. And there is a huge sofa with a small table in the middle of the room. It is a very simple room with not much going on in it.
“Oh. My. Gosh,” Bianca quickly jumps out of the bed feeling a little dizzy by the sudden movement.
She freezes in the middle of the room when she hears another painful cry. I think I got kidnapped by a serial killer. She thought. Bianca knew she had to get out of this place. She looks around for her shoes but she changes her mind when she hears light footsteps. Her heart begins beating at an abnormal speed. And her hands couldn’t stop shaking. She deliberately approaches the bedroom door and presses her ear against it. She didn’t hear anything so she opened the door.
She freezes in horror at the sight in front of her. The ground in front of her was not a floor but the blue sky with clouds floating peacefully from under her.
“Where am I?” she whispers, pushing down the fear that was threatening to force through.
“Ms.” a light voice calls.
Bianca’s eyes jump up to a sickly girl with light brown hair standing a couple of feet away. She stood in the middle of the floor without following so Bianca assumed there was a glass covering there. Or the girl would have died. This calms Bianca’s nerves a little bit.
The pale girl starts walking carefully toward her.
“Ms. I need you to get back in your room, Master, we'll be there shortly.”
“Master?” Bianca asks for confusion now taking over her fear.
“Yes, Master Ash, wouldn’t like you wandering around,” the small girl replied, looking back at the door behind her with frightened eyes.
Bianca steps on the clear glass and stops in front of the girl. Up close the girl didn’t look so small but the same age as her but she was so skinny and looks like blood was drained out of her that it made her look weak.
“Look, I’m not supposed to be here, can you help me?”
The girl shakes her head.
“I can’t,” she says, backing away from Bianca.
“Why not?”
Neither of them moved when another painful cry broke out.
“Who is that?” Bianca asks, looking behind the girl to the white door.
“I’m sorry Ms. I have to go.”
The girl takes off running, shoving Bianca out of the way. Bianca leans against the wall to keep herself from falling.
“No, wait!” she yells after her but she is already gone.
“Shit,” she curses under her breath.
She stood up straight and stares down the door in front of her. The handle starts to move and she backs up. She debates if she should run or stay. Before she could decide, the door flew open. The intense guy she saw at the restaurant is standing in front of her but she could barely recognize him. His green eyes look darker and he has dark wings sprouting from his back. But that isn’t what causes Bianca to want to scream and run. It is the fact that he is staring down at her while he is leaking blood at the corner of his mouth. And his hands are covered in blood from his finger up to his elbow.
“Hey, Beautiful,” His voice was calm and quiet.
Bianca told herself to run but for some reason, her legs are not listening to her. The boy walks forward. His head goes down, his body follows. Bianca responds before she could think. She jumps to help him from falling. Electric sensation flows over her causing her to fall with the boy on her lap. She felt like she was slowly being warmed up from the inside out.
The boy sighs with satisfaction and deliberately raises his head to rest it on her chest.
“Ummm, you smell good. If I wasn’t drunk with human blood already you would be mine,” he whispers, his voice growing dark with pleasure.
Bianca barely heard him; she is pretty sure she died and went to heaven right now. She didn’t want this amazing feeling to go away. It felt so good. She didn’t understand it but she didn’t care.
“Master Ash,” a weary voice breaks into the fog that seems to clothe around her.
Bianca opens her eyes slowly to beer at the open door in front of them. She finds dead bodies everywhere with blood flooding the floor.
“Master Ash, am I going to die?”
The weak voice came from a little girl who may be at the age of thirteen. Curling on the floor the girl is losing blood every second.
Bianca pushes Ash off of her. She felt like she was going to get sick.
“Hey, where are you going,” Ash says, trying to grab one of her legs before she could move any farther.
“D-did you do that?” Bianca gets up and backs up a greater distance.
“Yea,” he replied with a wicked smile, “she was my breakfast.”
That’s when she realized she wasn’t in heaven after all. She was in hell. And she took off running away from the boy and the dead body. And all of the blood. There was so much blood. SHe didn’t know she was going. She passed door after door after door of the long hallway. But she kept running until she reached the end. Where she was met with a clear glass door that leads to the forest.
The End
