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4 than the luck of the people outside, or was it..? I asked my reflection in the small mirror over the sink, in a failed attempt to make myself feel less lonely, and then imagined it answering me with its serious quite voice: - Both positions are worse than each other.. Believe me.. I sighed nervously while walking away from the mirror, then turned to the door, trying to listen to any voices outside, but none reached me now because the bathrooms were at the end of the hall, even after the kitchen that was at the beginning of it, so the sound needed be too loud to reach me.. Thinking that this concept applied both ways, I decided to test this fact practically, and pushed the door slowly till I closed it.. I sat back again on the covered toilet, took out my cell phone, and called the cops asking them to come as soon as possible because there was an armed robbery taking place.. I knew I probably sounded nuts with that low voice and hanging out quickly, but was there more that I could do..? Finishing the call, I looked at the door, waiting for some surprise visitor to show up any second, but there was no sign of any human being near me.. Just the sound of my heavy breathing, and the sound of my heart beats that felt loud like drumbeats in my ears.. Seeing that my companion was still lying lifeless in the corner of the room, I started looking around trying to find something else to take my attention of the dead body that was just few steps from me, but the damn room was too small for that, so I sat their feeling the presence of the dead body suffocating me.. The walls felt cold and even worse, like they were closing on me.. Did the room just shrink a little or I started hallucinating finally..? No sounds outside but I couldn't go out now unfortunately.. If it was safe to go out, then someone would've come to tell me.. Things must've became serious now.. Did they kill