“Oh man” what’s happening. Why am I still in this cubicle, how long have I been in here? My watch says that it’s a quarter past 12 in the morning, which only means I have spent the whole night asleep in this cubicle! The drugs I took yesterday, I must’ve taken the wrong ones, the sleeping pills where in the same case as my drugs. This means I must have got them mixed up with each other, which obviously resulted in me taking three sleeping pills! How could I be so dumb…?
How did no one notice that I was gone for half a day? Did anyone even care that I was gone, or did they just not realise? What about the cleaners surely they got a little curious when they saw the “engaged” cubicle. This is weird, how did no one notice that I was gone, or at least see the engaged cubicle?
All I wanted was to get high for my class yesterday, because to be honest the class is extremely boring and as funny as it sounds, I cannot concentrate unless I am high.
It is still dark out, and the only sounds are the gloomy sounds of the wind whistling through the many halls. This is freaking me out. Here’s an old fatigued university, and here I am… stuck in it!
I quietly and gently get up from the toilet seat; I feel my heart pounding as I do not know what to expect next. I start to imagine things, like when I open the door there will be someone standing there staring right at me. Or that someone will reach under from the next cubicle and grab me. I try to calm myself down by telling myself that it’s just my imagination. That damn ‘Grave Encounters’ movie is what’s giving me these hallucinations. I gently place my bag on the ground and reach for the engaged switch on the door. I start to feel goose bumps down my neck; I switch it over to the disengaged slowly, trying to avoid the loud click which it makes. I hold my breath before opening the door, trying to focus on the sounds, but the only sounds filling my ears are still the whistling sounds of the wind howling through the halls.