Am I Alone
Lawrence approached the stairwell looking down at it, scowling, he could hear movement down in the floor below, he hoped it'd be just more of the same, the lizard like creatures he'd fought ever since he'd left the room he awoke in not so long ago.
Questions crowded his thoughts again, who had been writing those taunts in blood on the wall, who or what, could there be more, or was there to these creatures, were what he faced just ankle biters? Impossible, those were to big to be of that class... weren't they? He shook the thoughts off and began his slow decent down the steps, the small stairwell was caked in dry blood and smelled of rotting meat, but that was not the only smell that lingered, it also smelled of saturated wood, as if a flood had been through there, the wood must be rotten too from all the blood.
Lawrence continued down the stairs his thoughts distracting him f