Lost – a short story
“Where am I?” thought Amber, trembling. Looking around, she saw a shaft high, high above her, letting in a little moonlight. She was alone in a huge cave. She was lost, lost as a duck on land. Her face was freezing cold and she felt hot tears running down her face. Suddenly, a shower of water fell through the shaft, drenching Amber and making her scream out loud. Her scream echoed on and on, long after she had stopped. Now Amber was cold, wet, tired and miserable and on top of that, she felt a draft coming on.
As she sat up, she touched her forehead and felt a jolt of pain go through it. There would be a bruise there later, suddenly she turned around Amber was sure that somebody had been there just a second ago. She looked at the rocks behind her in the dark they looked like evil faces from her past coming to haunt her.
Shivering, drenched and freezing cold she looked through the mysterious mist that surrounded her , she felt like a rabbit caught in the middle of a gang of hunters, she took a few steps forward and screamed a high piercing scream which echoed out in the night loud enough to wake the dead.
Lauren, Amber’s best friend was lying on the floor, almost dead. A fountain of dark, red blood poured out of Lauren’s side. As she ran towards Lauren, a funeral drum was playing in her mind. Lauren stirred. Looking at Amber with a bloodshot eye, Lauren cried out “Beware, Beware!” Amber ran faster and when she reached Lauren, her heart was beating as fast as it had when she had run the marathon. She tried to calm Lauren down but she couldn’t and Lauren’s breath was fading fast. At the last moment, when all hope seemed to be lost, she whispered, “Don’t look at it…” and with that last breath, she died. Amber stayed next to her, with her hands in her head. “Why did you have to go?” Drying her tears, she ran around the cave, screaming for help. It was starting to sink in. Her best friend had died. Lauren’s terrible warning was still ringing in her ears. She felt as though she was going mental thinking of her warning. Running her fingers over the cave wall, she felt her fingers going numb. Lauren’s face had already acquired an old, withered look, as though she had been dead 5 days instead of just 5 minutes. The mist was starting to thin and she saw a little tunnel ahead of her.
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Cautiously leaving Lauren on the floor, she Amber walked over to it. While she was walking, she got that eerie sense of being alone. Alone and lost… She couldn’t stand it. She ran over to the tunnel and looked through it. A thousand possibilities raced through her mind. What if the tunnel went on and on? Where did it lead to? What would happen if she got stuck in the middle of it? Her mind was telling her that it was the only way to escape. There were two problems though. One, Amber was claustrophobic. Two, She would have to crawl through the tunnel. Mustering up all the courage she could, she got down on her hands and knees and started crawling, as fast as she could. It was dark, damp and smelly. Amber’s fear was growing worse by the second the tunnel kept on going up then down, up then down. She fought down the impulse to scream as her hand brushed against something furry crawling the opposite way to her. It was pure agony crawling through the tunnel but she couldn’t stop. If she did, she knew she would be too scared to carry on. When the tunnel finally ended, she saw that she had emerged into yet another cave. There was something different about this cave. Amber felt her 6th sense detect some movement as the hairs on the back of her head stood up.
Something, or maybe someone, was there hidden away in the darkest corners of the cave. Twisting this way and that, she tried catching a glimpse of the creature. Her heart was beating fast and it dawned on her that Lauren’s killer might be the very ‘thing’ that was hiding from her. She didn’t feel lost anymore, she felt like Lauren’s spirit was with her. Grief for Lauren was turning into anger and a need for revenge. “Whoever you are, come out and face me, you evil THING!” Silence… “Come on then. I know you killed her…” she broke off mid-sentence. Her heart full of grief and anger, she climbed down in despair. She had broken down. Being lost and alone had had a very bad effect on her. She had never been lost before so she didn’t know if lost people where normally found quite easily. She doubted if anyone would find her easily, trapped as she was. She felt as though she was alone in the world. Lauren dead and she would probably be the next to go, what with the sinister thing lurking in the shadows, within reach but just out of sight. There was only one thought in her head. Lost. She could feel herself shrinking in her skin. She was tired, hungry and lost. Nothing could be worse than this. Abruptly, she heard a high screeching behind her. The screeching was loud enough to take her out of her self-pity. She stood up and spun round, her face going white with fear. “NOOOOOOO”
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