Night 54: Stairwell by Waiting Room/Lobby 1
( from here.)
And ... the stairs. Bella couldn't help but peek up at the darkness as she moved slowly up the stairs, saving all of her energy for when she reached the second floor. She didn't want to leap up the stairs and have to catch her breath without even having done anything. That would have sucked.
Do not want to fall up the stairs, she grumbled internally, carefully moving up the stairs. The hand that held onto the bat was pressed slightly against the wall, knuckles cool from the cement, allowing her to at least keep tabs on where the wall was. ... Not that it would randomly disappear, of course, but it was at least comforting to know that if she fell, she could use the wall to steady herself.
"Right. Good plan."
It felt like no time at all, but suddenly she was at the top of the stairs, staring into the darkness of the hallway in front of her. Instantly, Bella became quiet, focusing on her breathing. Count to ten. Five? No, ten was a good number. Gave her enough time to get her thoughts together and focus on just the act of movement. One, two, three, four, five ...
Her grip on the bat tightened. For a moment, Bella wondered if maybe she should turn off her flashlight, but ... well. She weighed in her chances. She could either enter the hallway and be unable to see and bump into god only knew what, or she could keep it on and be instantly sighted by whatever it was lurking ... but she would still be able to see. That sounded like the better option. Six, seven, eight ...
Nine, ten. Seconds later, Bella moved running into the darkness with her heart pounding in her ears.
( hither.)
And ... the stairs. Bella couldn't help but peek up at the darkness as she moved slowly up the stairs, saving all of her energy for when she reached the second floor. She didn't want to leap up the stairs and have to catch her breath without even having done anything. That would have sucked.
Do not want to fall up the stairs, she grumbled internally, carefully moving up the stairs. The hand that held onto the bat was pressed slightly against the wall, knuckles cool from the cement, allowing her to at least keep tabs on where the wall was. ... Not that it would randomly disappear, of course, but it was at least comforting to know that if she fell, she could use the wall to steady herself.
"Right. Good plan."
It felt like no time at all, but suddenly she was at the top of the stairs, staring into the darkness of the hallway in front of her. Instantly, Bella became quiet, focusing on her breathing. Count to ten. Five? No, ten was a good number. Gave her enough time to get her thoughts together and focus on just the act of movement. One, two, three, four, five ...
Her grip on the bat tightened. For a moment, Bella wondered if maybe she should turn off her flashlight, but ... well. She weighed in her chances. She could either enter the hallway and be unable to see and bump into god only knew what, or she could keep it on and be instantly sighted by whatever it was lurking ... but she would still be able to see. That sounded like the better option. Six, seven, eight ...
Nine, ten. Seconds later, Bella moved running into the darkness with her heart pounding in her ears.
( hither.)