Dark Hallway, @charlesdeluvio, Unsplash
CHARLOTTE
Charlotte crawls down the bloody paving, through the narrow hallway with stained walls. She feels a slight headache, and weakness overwhelms her naked and gaunt body.
Charlotte is feverish. She can feel the steam rising from her being, the extreme pallor of her face and the dryness of her lips as she crawls heavily. However, she cannot be stopped.
Charlotte trembles and shrinks in pain every time the cramps flare up. She then stops, lowers her head and places the forehead on the arms. A grimace on her face and clenched teeth. Charlotte moans and remains there, very still, as the blood emerges and slides slowly down the inside of her legs.
When the pain subsides, Charlotte continues. She raises her face and stares at the thin, dazzling opening in the far wall.
The end ... The end awaits her.
Another cramp. Charlotte rests her head on the forearm and punches herself hard in the belly. The pain decreases.
Charlotte breathes in a short and breathy way; her body shudders. Then she resumes her way. Nothing else matters, just reaching the opening.
Little, very little, is missing when one of her hands meets a huge blood clot and slips; but she immediately sits up. Hands and forearms bathed in red, knees and thighs too. A large scarlet stain covers her forehead.
The fever rages. Continuous shudders assail her fragile body. The headache worsens ... The tide of blood runs unstoppable down her legs.
Her shaky limbs tremble, and Charlotte falls with a cruel splash. The opening is only a meter away. So close, so seductive.
She begins to crawl on her chest and belly, with what little strength she has left. But her hands don't reach!
Frustrated, she clings to the chinks in the flagstones and propels her body forward. Just a little more ... A little more. But it is still out of reach.
Carlota goes on and on and on trying. Stubborn, desperate. However, the same centimeters separate her.
She stops. Her weak body shudders with sobs. She knows she won't make it. Then something clings tightly to her ankles and begins to pull her back.
Charlotte screams, twists and tries to pull away. She turns her head towards what drags her, and sees a grotesque wall of twisted bodies that crowd together covering the narrow hallway.
Women... Horrible and naked women. Stacked on top of each other until they reach the ceiling. The expression on their gaunt faces paralyzes her with terror.
The women open their hungry and toothless mouths and scream in unison. A shrill scream that freezes the blood. Full of hate and dread, supplication and pain... fear and envy.
Charlotte opens her mouth and yells at them in turn, challenging. However, as they drag her down, the challenge gives way to despair. She tries to fight, she tries to escape, but the blood left by thousands of other beings makes it difficult for her. She cannot hold on.
Carlota is resigned, weak and powerless. Her forehead hits the paving; her bloody body is dragged by the females, by the mothers and sisters, young and old... She see how the opening gets farther and farther away.
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