Cat and Mouse

"The box.
The door.
The crumbling brick.
It begged for me to enter."

The distinct sound of gravel on asphalt rung through my ears as I shuffled to the intimidating building. The creaky noises began filling the already tense atmosphere with an ominous aura. Urban exploration had become my everything, never was it intimidating, just…

Peculiar.

I guess that's the word to describe it, but I'm peculiar too.

When is an adult in a prideful rainbow cape and red rubber rain boots, standing outside a vacant children's hospital not considered peculiar to some extent? I'll let you answer that yourself.

Being at this facility, I gained a deep sense of dread and I hadn't even entered. It pooled into my stomach and showed itself in my clammy, trembling hands. This never happened.

Am I being watched? I think as chills sliver up my spine engulfing me in a cold sweat.

It's fine, I'm fine, I fail to reassure myself.

As I'm about to open the door I stop to regain my sanity. I guess yoga taught me something useful, even if I only went to three classes.

"It seems that fate has brought us together," I sarcastically express in a raucous voice, I haven't spoken in a long while. My voice has become so harsh. But again, I start to the door handle and creak the emergency exit door open. Entering with immense caution, I stalk down the halls like a predator.



Little did I know, I was the prey.

A game of cat and mouse would soon begin.