---- I stumbled up the stairs, my dress tangling around my legs, but I never stopped.
I reached a corridor that split into two.
Ihesitated, ---- feeling lost.
Once again, I shut my eyes, focusing, trying to "sense" and trust my instincts.
That way," I whispered, starting to run.
I could almost see that thin red line before my eyes, like a thread tying us together.
Ireached the end of a secluded wing one I had never been in before.
I didn't know why, but it looked somewhat abandoned.
Aheavy door blocked my way, but I noticed it was slightly open he must have come through here! I stepped inside cautiously, in case he was setting up an ambush, and scanned what looked like the antechamber of a room.
I checked behind the door suddenlynothing.
The path was clear, so I moved forward, step by step, on high alert.
No, no, no, dont fade away now! I pleaded internally as I saw the " signal" flicker.
What was happening? Was that man getting further away? But where could he go? This place seemed like a dead end.
I searched under the bed, in the neglected bathroom, even inside the spacious wardrobe.
Only the scent of dust and time greeted me.
I knew he had been here! But where had he gone? Where?! A secret passage? A hidden tapestry? A trapdoor? Nothing nothing, damn it! Then suddenly, a metal square embedded in the wall, well hidden, ---- caught my eye.
It was in a discreet corner of the wardrobe.
It looked like an old service dumbwaiter.
As L approached, the burn on my hand pulsedhe had gone through here.
Thesitated, my hand stretching forward.
What if he was waiting inside, ready to strike? I glanced around, grabbed a heavy vase filled with rotten, withered flowers, and emptied it, ready to use the glass as an improvised weapon.
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Armed with my makeshift weapon, I finally reached for the lever.
My cold fingers grasped the round handle and pulled it down, my heart pounding like a drum at a festival.
Iwas prepared for anythingI even stepped back slightlybut nothing could have prepared me for what I found.
Only an empty space.
A space far too large to be just a dumbwaiter.
My mind spun wildly, staring into the dark, square, claustrophobic hole sinking deep into the thick wall.
Sweat poured down my back.
I was terrified, I remembered that one of the doctors treatments was locking me ina tiny room like thisfor days and days.
"Its for your daughter, Kath, its for her," I whispered to myself, trying to gather my courage.
But every inch of my body resisted.
My brain mixed past and present.
---- Still, I threw the vase in first and rolled up my dress.
My pale hand pressed against the cold edge of metal and wood.
The dumbwaiter wobbled precariously.
Iclosed my eyes, dizzy, my chest tight, but I forced myself to lift my legs and climb inside, curling up within those four walls, knees pressed to my chest.
Icast one last glance at the wardrobe I was leaving behind.
I knew this was complete madness, but I took the final step and pulled the ted lever on the side.
The mechanism whirred to life.
Tnearly hurled myself back out when the doors began closing, but my determination to find my daughter outweighed all my fears.
I clung to the sidewalls as I was swallowed into the darkness.
The tremors of the rickety descent shook my entire body, as I plunged deeper and deeperinto an unknown and dangerous underground.
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