A Crime I Didn't Commit- A story ~PLEASE READ

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CHAPTER 10

My stomach jumps up to high-five my heart. My breath ceases. My heart gives a lurch.
It goes from slight fear, to utter terror.
I strain and strain and strain, pulling against the wires. Second time I've been held captive. I think. The wires give way, snapping. I free myself, strip the 'hospital' wristband away from my wrist, and bolt out the door. Sirens begin to wail.
This 'hospital' seemed like an endless maze, twists and turns leading to pathways or regal hallways. I slip behind a door, finding a small passage leading into the walls. Good escape. I think, diving into it. Once I'd reached the muggy end, I dashed across racks, barefoot, trying to avoid nails in the floor. My feet were silent, which was a good thing.
But suddenly, I can barely breath. The machines in this room give off smoke and a little oxygen, but not enough. I drop to my knees, groping for air.
Finally!!
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CHAPTER 11

I stare up at the ceiling, shaking. My vision would blur, then become sharper, then blur again. And then, everything turned a blinding shade of white.
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"Mother!" I scream, bolting upward, only to slam my head on something hard. "What the-?" I look up. I'm in a black cave. I reach up, and my fingers brush the earth, only about two inches above my head.
"Oh good, you're awake."
I turn around to see a woman, holding a flashlight, sitting on her knees, beaming at me. I inch backwards, trying not to hit my head. "W-who are you...?" I ask.
"I'm Mrs. Martinez." She smiles.
"Where did you find me?"
"In the walls of the Vampyre Institute."
"Are-are you..."
"No, dear."
I sigh, relieved.
"We need to get you home. I take it you don't want me to call the police?"
I look to the ground, shaking my head.
"... Or your parents, right?"
I shake my head again.
"What's your name?"
Was is safe to tell a stranger my name?
"It's..."
You still have time to run!
"It's Moniqua. Moniqua Herizo."
 
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