Prologue
Smile.
Laugh.
Run.
Faster.
Faster.
Stop.
“What are you doing?”
I’m trying to escape.
“Nothing.”
Look behind you.
Are they there?
Hush.
Be quiet.
Do.
Not.
Say.
A word.
“Is there a problem?”
You will never understand.
“Don’t worry.”
Scream.
Scream louder.
Pull your hair.
“Calm down.”
I can’t.
“I’m sorry.”
They want you to die.
They are outside of you.
Close the door.
Lock it.
Unlock it.
Lock it again.
Hide.
Hush.
“Are you okay?”
I’m dying.
“I’m fine.”
Fall to the floor.
Cry.
Cry louder.
Stop.
“What are you doing?”
Dying.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
Torture.
“What is your problem?”
Everything.
... “I don’t know.”
