Anika’s P.O.V
I ran. It was the only thing I could do after what I had witnessed.
I ran…
I ran blindly.
My heart pounded against my chest as I made my way down the hallways, trying to find my way in this maze of a mansion. Finally, I saw a painting that looked familiar, one that I had seen when I had entered the house and I took the turn, following down that hallway. With how my brain felt jumbled, my thoughts clogged…I was lucky that I could even vaguely remember how I got in.
Finally…after what felt like an eternity later, I found the huge mahogany double doors with engravings on it that I entered the mansion through. Pushing on the doors that seemed immobile, I used all my strength to push open one side and then I was out the front door and into the cold night air that made goosebumps appear all over my body. I bent down to place my hands on my knees, taking in deep gulps of air as my lungs threatened to collapse.
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Hi guys, just a heads-up, some content of this chapter might be considered triggering as it is a bit...controversial. But none of it reflects any person's views on society. The triggering element is just how the protagonist feels about herself after a trauma. She's in self-doubt and suffering from emotional damage. So please do not take any of this personally. Once again, thank you for reading and please leave your comments so I can be aware if I made any mistakes.
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