Press The Button: Part 9

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I pressed  the  button  and  the  door opened into  an  anti room . I could  feel  my top sticking  to my  back  and  my  damp  hair  was clammy around  the  nape of  my  neck.

Never  before  have  I  been  so  afraid, or  alone. I could  not longer  remember  the  names  of  my  friends or  even  that  I  had  been in their  company  on  this  strange  journey . Everything  was  so  different  and  alien  and I had no  inkling of  where I  was  or  where  I was  going, worse  still I had  no idea  who or  what I was.

Looking  around  the  room I  saw  a  shower room, why  not I  thought  and  so I  had a  shower.  Then I  stole  some  clothes  that  were hanging up by  the  door. Usually  I  would  of  not dared  to  do  any of  this  but  this  was not usual  none  of  this was usual.

By  now I had  no idea  what  to  do, though I did  seem  to  know  that  I  was on a  mission  ….. but  what  was  the  mission. As  these thoughts  went  through  my  mind  I  suddenly  heard  voices  on  the other  side of  the  door. The  door on  the far side  of  the  room opened. I held  my  breath.

Two young children  entered  the  room, I  was  worried  that  me  being  here  would  frighten  them  but  they  did  not  seem  the  least  perturbed. They  said  hello to  me  and  without batting  an  eyelid  asked  me  to  follow  them. I was  too stunned  to  say  anything  and  so  I  just  followed  them. We  went  back  to  the  door  they  had  come in  by  and  the  taller  of  the two  pressed  the  button …………. The  first  one, so far,  that  I had  not  pressed!

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

Part eight

 

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