Levels To My Insanity: If These Walls Could Talk

All Rights Reserved ©

Summary

This is a tale of generations of mental, emotional, and physical pain and trauma. It is a view into a traumatized heart. Levels To My Insanity is about a woman who has dealt with mental, emotional, and physical trauma throughout her life. It all comes to a breaking point for her one day and she finds herself trapped in the mental prison of her mind. Now she is fighting to gain her sanity Nothing is ever what it seems and as the fragments of her sanity come together so does the darkest truths. She and everyone around her see the true depths of her spiral into insanity.

Genre:
Thriller / Drama
Author:
Adrianne Mouton
Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
1
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
18+

Chapter 1

His head snapped up, and he eyed the room wearily, everything was the same as before he closed his eyes, yet he couldn’t shake the funny feeling that he had not been alone. He wasn’t even sure if he had heard anything, but when his eyes focused, there she was standing in the doorway.

Her long, dark hair parted down the middle and pulled into two braids which hung over her shoulder. He noticed a small tear by the hem of her pleated skirt. Her leggings were the exact shade of the ribbons tied at the end of each of her braids. Her black shoes scuffed deep enough to show the pale brown lining under the dull leather.

He moved slowly out of his seat so not to startle her. Her eyes were dark, bottomless pools, watching his every move, pulling him deeper into their depths. There was something unnerving about her below the surface of her beauty. A sudden chill ran down his spine. He realized he’d gazed into her eyes for too long, unhindered by distraction, until time seemed to have slowed down around him. His body moved forward against his will, as if the air was quicksand, pulling him farther away from the present. He pulled himself away just in time. He watched as she turned away.

He hurriedly got up to approach her, pushing the chair to the side in his haste, but before he could get around the table she’d walked out the room. He rushed to follow her, but he stopped abruptly as he stepped through the doorway, and into her world. Outside of his office was a room as familiar to him now as his own was. It was one he had seen many nights after his eyes closed.

He looked back over his shoulder, and through the doorway, he saw his desk cluttered with papers, his coat thrown over the back of the chair as he had left it. His coffee mug sat, a little too close to the edge, on the pile of papers he had been reading before he dozed off. He had the urge to walk over and push the cup before its contents could spill over all his hard research, then he remembered he did not have time for that now; he had to find out why she had brought him here.

He turned back in the direction he’d seen her disappear. As he walked into the room, he focused on every detail in front of him, already etched into every crevice of his mind, but different this time. Nothing was out of place, but that wasn’t what plagued him. It smelled differently this time. The further he went in, the more the room and everything in it became smaller. No. it was more as if he was smaller.

He walked slowly across the room to the door. He stopped in front of it, noticing how menacing it was at this moment. Its hinges were like giant teeth and its knob seemed to pulsate with the blood pounding in his ears. He tried to move his hand to open it, to see what was in its interiors, but he couldn’t move. There was a tiny voice crawling around in his head repeating, you will be alright, but it wasn’t his voice. It wasn’t his words.

With all the willpower within him he reached over and turned the knob. When he opened the door, it was pitch black inside, a sickly, sweet fragrance, mixed with acetone, and something else he couldn’t quite grasp yet, filled the closet, and flowed into his nostrils. He gagged. It was the same putrid odor from the first time he had opened the closet years before, but stronger, and fresher now.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. The sudden coolness of the room made him uneasy. Its draft seemed to push its icy fingers through the pores of his skin, and tear through the fibers of his thick trousers. As the shiver rattled his body, he groped into the darkness to pull the chain he knew hung from the ceiling.

The light was dim, illuminating the room enough to push the shadows back, but not enough to keep them from reaching closer each time the chain swung across. He already knew what he would see there. He gulped as the saliva welled up in the back of his mouth; near the back of the wall was the small wooden chair, perfectly crafted out of a beautiful, sultry oak. On the back small bouquets of flowers lay engraved in exquisite detail.

He was looking through eyes that had seen these many times before. The world looked different through her eyes. The significance of this moment washed over him, and he felt the fear creeping towards him.

He stumbled back and slammed the door. Gasping for air, he pounded his chest with the side of his closed fist, the last bouts of trapped air tumbled out of his clenched throat at the same time he saw that the door was only a regular, wood door. Nothing more! His eyes fluttered open.

The confusion dissolved as he looked around the room from the chair he had sat in. The clock on the wall frozen at three fifteen, had stopped ticking years ago, but none of them took the time out to replace it. His watch let him know it was a quarter to eleven, way past the time he should have been home. Darkness had crept into the deserted office. In here he was secluded from the outside world.

The clutter of empty desks and abandoned workstations was appealing when he wanted to stick his nose deep into his files undisturbed. He hadn’t slept much these last few weeks. He arrived at the office before the sun was up but, still left hours after it had left the sky. He knew once he stepped out of the elevator downstairs it would be hectic.

He could hear the humming of Carl, the janitor. More than likely he had his music blaring through those headphones while he cleaned. Besides the janitor he was always the only officer on this floor after six in the evening, but now he was ready to go home to climb in his warm bed next to his wife.

He looked down at the file sitting open on his desk. There on top of all the papers was the source of his nightmares. He stared at the face which had consumed him day in and day out for the past five years. And he realized it had smelled like death in the closet.

Continue Reading
Further Recommendations

Adriana Rodrigues Cardoso: Não tenho palavras para elogiar o autor, muito criativo, perspicaz, escreve muito bem, os personagens são incríveis fortes e coerentes.deixo meu incentivo por mais historias,

Tabitha Fudge: I can not stop reading these stories! Love the hell out of them! Now I am off to read the next one! ❤️

Joana Caetano: I love everything about this story! I have read all of Talita's books and she is great!!

candiceudayan: Omg I cannot wait.. Binge read all the books in 3 days...

Pragati Chaurasia: Vsuwwb wnsbbe js shsj je sb sjs ehebmsjd r sjs sjs dbs sjsjs ssgsbkajehrb

Memj: Absolutely hooked on this book! Cant wait for an update and the completed story!

Kimberly Codynah: Good ……………

Wendy: Really liked this story, Lucas😍🥰

Love_Kailee: This was a lovely short story, that was able to capture all the feels in a shirt amount of time. I am appreciative that the story wasn't dragged out for ages! Well done. Love it!! ❤❤

More Recommendations

Cristina Maria Verhest: I have a couple that you could try and work off of I mean sure there are a lot but I would like to say that we start with Nana maybe her son Keegan or we could do one about Ace but I would like to really get to know all the children that they have had where they end up what happened to them I mea...

Sristhi Gupta: This novel is awesome

bplunkett2003: I loved both stories about Ruby and her family and friends. I can relate to Ruby in a lot of ways.

About Us

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered publisher, providing a platform to discover hidden talents and turn them into globally successful authors. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books our readers love most on our sister app, GALATEA and other formats.