It was about time to start moving, even though I didn't want to.  I could have stayed in that damn room for the rest of my life.  But I had to move on.  I snuck a peek outside the door, and the hallway was pitch black.  I really didn't want to turn my flashlight on, but my eyes were not fully dilated, and I had no idea where this area of the building was.  I needed to find a map, and from there a way out.

I clicked my flashlight on, only to be horrified at what was at the end of the hallway.  A child, or something of that size, was staring at me.  It had pale skin, and was standing in the light.  Its yellow eyes gleamed at me, and it looked as scared as I felt.  I clicked the light off and back on, and he was gone.  I spun around, and was instantly regretful.  My face was buried in an apron, and the smell was putrid.  I looked up, and a man with a giant- no one will think I am telling the truth- a giant pyramid on his head.  I couldn't move, but I summoned the willpower to turn heel and run the fuck away from him.  I looked back, and he just stood there.  After a moment, I heard a high pitched scraping, and behind me, sparks were flying.  He was carrying some kind of giant sword, and one of his paces matched 10 of mine. I sprinted down the hall, past old medical equipment.  We do not do medical experiments here, I thought to myself. 

I kept running, my flashlight illuminating more and more questionable equipment.  Bloody medical chairs, oxygen tanks, and various cutting equipment was scattered throughout the hallway.  I winded down more and more paths, and it seemed like the hallways would never end.  I spotted a single lit-up room, and made a dash for it.  Behind me, the scraping intensified, and I didn't dare look back.

I made my way into the room, and slammed the door shut.  I looked around for something to block it with, and luckily there was some chain and a padlock.   I wrapped it around the door handle tenfold, and then popped the lock shut.  I turned around, and was surprised to see another human being.  A woman lie on a medical exam table, and made no noise.  She was fully nude, and had a perfect figure.  I walked closer, only to be horrified.  She had the classic cuts for an autopsy, and was dead.  Her skin was pale, and rigor mortis had set it.  Her body, I felt, was rough and heavy.  I sighed, and just as I walked away from her-

She grabbed my belt, and pulled me closer.  I tried to yell, but her mouth was open, and tentacles slid out of her mouth, darting towards me.  Next to the bed was a tray, and I slid it in front of my face just in time.  The tray made a pop and slimy tentacles slithered through a hole, wrapping around my fingers.  I dropped the tray and tried to slide away from the body.  More and more tentacles poured out every exit of her body, her ears and eyes, her vagina, tentacles coming out of everywhere.  I screamed, and ran backwards away from her.  The smell of the sea came pouring out of her, and I made my way to the door.  Fuck.  The chains were wrapped around the door, and that pyramid man was beating the door.  Huge, foot wide dents were making their way through the steel door.  I looked around, looking for anything.  The tentacles were making their way toward me, and there were no other exits.  I stood, mortified, beside the door, unable to do anything.  The tentacles wrapped their way around me, up my legs and around my waist, making rude gestures at my crotch.  They yanked me away from the door, and started wrapping up my torso, and around my neck.  My arms were tied, and I could do nothing.  Was this the end?

I began sliding back towards the woman, making my way closer and closer to her. The door was being hit harder and harder, but now stopped.  Tears strolled down my cheek.  I was now below her, on her south side, and the tentacles lifted me up.  Her vagina opened up, and two fangs snapped at me.  It was horrifying, and the grotesqueness of it all made me vomit.  I inched closer and closer, the fangs snapping faster now, begging for me to be let in.

Suddenly, a large piece of metal pierced through the door, and the man outside slid his sword down the door.  In one fell swoop, the door was cut in half vertically, and he smashed his way inside with a single kick.  The tentacles dropped me, and I fell flat on my back.  The woman screamed, and the tentacles darted towards the pyramid man.  They wrapped around his torso, but he lifted his sword up, and with another loud chop tens of the tentacles were gone, throbbing around without a brain to control them.  The force from his swoop rushed air at me, and made me think again.  This was an oppourtunity, and I had to make my way out.  There was a window behind me, but we were at least on the fourth floor.  Fuck it.  I ran towards the window, and smashed through.  I was definitely high up, and upon hitting the ground, I was knocked out cold.