Tonight I didn't clench my teeth so much. But today I saw a man who has cut his face with an electric saw. He had nothing but a huge red cut in the middle of his face, no nose, no mouth, no eyes. Just a thick, red, deep line.
Other 4 men were trying to put him in the elevator, we were in a hospital, which was full of partners of cancer patients who were collecting money for the treatment. They were very happy before that, smiling and being optimistic and positive while asking for some spear cash.
As the four workers in blue suits were carrying his friend, his face started hurting unbearably, I heard him suffering so I turned around. He had moved into the fetal position and tried to touch his face, but his friends didn't let him, that's when they moved him away from them and I could perfectly see what pain and fear look like.
After that, I just wanted to leave, and I couldn't cry at all, Mo had taken me there to do something. We went to the lowest level, running because it was forbidden, we walked away from the light and everything was almost black and white. I just kept on saying: "why are we running? I want to go home." But he kept on pushing me into the darkness until I saw other people as shadows running too, one far away, the other one closer and the 3 running against us: "why are they running?". One of them answered: "because there are things here".
She ran and left the place, then Mo let go of me and I just ran on to these platforms surrounded by metal fences, there was a huge dog trying to get me, but I sent him off to the others who ran away.
On each platform there were doors, each door had a number, and behind them, there was a new "thing" that could come out.
I woke up before I could search more. But what kills me the most was that Mo didn't let me leave at all.