"Hurry! I think she's over here!" A western male voice said off in the distance.
"Fatgum, hold on!" A female voice called after him.
Even though these gray walls looked like cement, I could hear the sole of shoes and heels clicking against the floors. With every step becoming louder... And closer.
The room that I was in was dark, except for a closet light that was supposed to light up the whole 10 square feet. The floor felt like cold cement and was burning my behind as I sat on it. There weren't any chairs or even a bed for me to sleep on. So that meant the freezing floor was the only thing I had.
Nothing was in the room. Nothing except for the Fatgum hero doll I carried with me when...
I was shivering. With the floor temperature being so low, and me being bare-footed, my skin was starting to turn blue.
But what was worse is that I felt as though I was slowly losing my ability to move my ligaments. 'What's happening to me?' I asked myself franticly.
When the footsteps sounded like they were at the end of the hallway, I screamed, "Help me!"
I ran up to the door before falling off balance, the door catching my fall. My legs we're officially still and I couldn't move them. My Fatgum doll in one arm and the other banging hard on the door. I knew someone had finally come to rescue me, they already had to deal with him. Might as well make their life easier.
They must've heard me pretty clearly because a few seconds later, the door's locks broke, and the door opened with a burst of energy.
I yelped as the door hit me. My head slamming into the floor as I rolled a few feet away from the door. Tears were streaming down my face and it felt like my legs were broken. I looked over at the door to see a big ball of yellow and orange, and a stick that looked maroon and a tan tip.
They ran towards me, and a western male voice asked if I was okay.
But I blacked out before I can say a word.