Trapped

Continuation from Stalker. Our heroine has been trapped and has lost her memory.

I can feel the walls crumbling to dust. But I dare not look, I dare not look.
I feel the sun licking my skin, burning my skin. Still, I dare not look.
I hear her scream flowing through me, calling to me. Finally, I look.

All I see is the dark, I'm trapped within this box.
For how long, I do not know. I have had these waking nightmares for to long.
I can see no escape from this place. How can I when I do not remember how I got here?!
I can not even remember my own name.

I have to calm down; Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.
Okay, now think. Think. Remember.

I was hunting something... or something was hunting me.
It took something from me, a long time ago. Something important.
No! Someone important. My sister! It took my sister.

I remember, I remember it all now.
He killed me, infected me, made me one of his own.
I remember now. This is my coffin. I have to get out.
Get even.