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Crab Legs: END

The way out

I turned left following the path that led away from the corridor outside the dusty room. The walls were tinged red and cast a ghostly glow. Walking further down the path the faint odor of vinegar grew stronger. When I reached another turn I was surprised to see something within the walls pulsing. The walls quivered and stretched. I knew I should run, or at the very least stay away from the throbbing wall but I was drawn....

The smell of earth and dust made me cough and sneeze. Shifting my body I noticed I lay on a hard, gritty surface. When I opened my eyes I saw motes of dust in the shaft of light above me. It was coming from a small hole in the ceiling. It did not look like sunlight. It just illuminated the darkness with a soft glow. I struggled to a sitting position. I felt a heavy throbbing ache in my upper body but I still tried to sit...

Crab Legs: Pt., 2

The dark corridor

It felt like tiny fireworks were exploding inside my skull. My skin was crawling and my mouth went dry. I scanned the room for a weapon. Anything! Something! I needed to move. I ran to the far side of the room away from the door were I heard the scratching. 'Roberts, come on, think!' I muttered to myself. A faint odor of sulfur crept into the room. I gagged and covered my mouth and nose. It is not everyday I come across m...

Crab Legs: Pt., 1

A mental ward filled with weird occurrences.

They tried to kill me again. I did not eat, because they dose the food. I did not drink the beverage because they laced the drink I am sure. Forget sleeping. They make rounds like every hour. So easy to smother and not make a sound, yeah? Getting a chance to sit outside and breath in the fresh air, feel the sunshine warm my skin. It has given me time to think. I hear traffic noises coming from the streets about a block ov...