Loop of fear

The room was pitch black. No light to be found, just the darkness. I shivered. It was freezing, and my heart stayed at an unsteady rate.

“Why am I here?” I don’t understand why or how I’m here. Time didn’t exist in this place, matter a fact nothing exists. Is this real? Am I even real? I hate this. 

Just before this I was just sitting in my car driving to work and everything stopped and everything was dark. My body couldn’t move, I.. couldn’t do anything. Time had stopped and everything became a haze, but that was until I opened my eyes. 

It was a dark void. 

What the hell is going on? I kept walking and walking but still nothing. I felt like giving up. This is so god damn pointless, I’m getting nowhere at all. 

I heard a voice in the distance. I couldn’t make out what the person or thing was saying, but it seemed like it wanted me to get closer. So I did. I followed the stupid voice that I was drawn to. This could all be a stupid game that my brain wants to play on me, but I’m so damn desperate. Desperate to leave, I want to go home. 

The voice had become clearer. “Come on, don’t you want to leave?” Was this voice leading me back to where I belong? I had no choice. I cried out yes. 

Two doors appeared into my vision. “What the hell is that?” 

Stopping in front of the two doors, I stared. They were identical except the two doors both leaked out into a black mist. 

Looking around, it was just the doors and me alone. The voice had stopped after I came in contact with the doors. Guess I have to just pick? Nothing will go wrong with that, right?

I opened the door on the right, stepping inside. My head started pounding, legs giving out. I fell to the ground. 

Opening my eyes, my vision soon became clear and everything that lead me here started flooding back into my head. My back ached. Getting up, I looked around.. I’m home? What this just a stupid dream? I had so many questions. Looking out my window, it was bright as day. “Wasn't it raining?” I mumbled to myself. 

I thought it was raining and wasn’t I sitting in my car? 

I looked around and everything seemed perfect, but why am I so on edge then? 

Downstairs was where the home phone was. Taking the phone, I dialed up my mother’s number. I lived alone, but I still had my mother around, and that was all I needed. 

The phone ranged and ranged but no answer. Maybe she was sleeping? Maybe I can call my neighbor. Looking through the window I peeked and saw my neighbor's car in the drive through. The phone ranged but once again there was no answer. 

“Why isn’t anyone answering?” that was it, everything was pissing me off. Taking my phone and house keys I leave the house, stepping onto the front of my yard I notice a few things. This is weird. 

It was too quiet. No birds were chirping, no dogs barking, the street was empty. Everything was off. 

Since my neighbor’s car is here, I guess I should just go up to his house and knock or something. 

I knocked loudly looking around to see if anyone would come out. 

Nobody came out. Nobody was there, why is nobody here?

I started to panic, my heart sped up and my vision blurred. My throat became dry and my hand gripped around my neck as my knees gave out dropping me on the porch of my neighbor’s house.

I had to leave. Getting up on my two legs I stumbled back to my house. I was trying but the pain in my chest was getting tighter as the thoughts of what could have happened to my mother sinked into my brain. What if she’s dead? I don’t know what I would do without her. 

I managed to get back into my house and up to my room in one piece. My breathing was a bit uneven.

I’m alone again. I guess everyone was right, I will forever be alone. 

Days had passed. Time didn’t exist, it seemed like everything had just vanished but only I was stuck. Stuck in a world with only me.

There are a few things I could do since everyone is gone like just walk into someone’s house, take cars, go to malls and have everything I ever dreamed of. Then there’s the downside to this whole mess like of course the people thing but also the fact like I can’t even watch anything on tv. All the channels are black and I soon started to notice something about the pictures that hung around my house. They were pictures of mother and I but everyday her face in the pictures vanished. Like she just got wiped out of existence.

My days got worse after that. I was alone. I stayed inside of my house for a couple of days. I'm driving myself insane here. I soon ran out of food. I could have just gotten up and grabbed anything at the nearby store, it's not like anyone can stop me. 

I starved myself... I couldn’t bear to eat. I miss when mother would come over and cook these delicious meals for me. I would have a hard day at work and she knew just how to make me feel better. I felt safe. 

The voices are back and it's getting louder each and every day. I can't make it stop, I just want it to stop. 

They would say these horrible things like “why are you even still alive?” 

I don't know, okay? Why am I still alive, I want to know the same damn thing. My days became such a blur. I felt all the energy that I once had slowly but surely draining away. 

My days became a loop. I wouldn't move from my room. It was hard getting up. I feel like shit. 

It was all coming to an end. I could just die here and maybe just maybe this horrible dream will be over. 

I had lost count of how many days I've been here but it's now coming to an end. I'm going to give up and this will be over. 

The room went silent.

The door he chose on the right was a constant loop of what he feared the most. 

Being alone forever.