The Red Room: A Narrative Fiction

I could almost see the markings of a pencil that had been pushed into the texture of the white wall. I stood up, and walked over to see what it said. I passed a lady who had fallen asleep on my right that filled the room with an obnoxious rumble that echoed throughout the room. I neared the spot and could make out the words “Hel…” the last word, looked like someone had drew it if they had been in a hurry to write it before they were taken away. Fear encased my brain as I wandered what actually went on behind those doors. Knowing that in only 15 more minutes it was my turn. I returned to my seat and looked around. I felt trapped to see only a little pencil writing on the wall and only 8 chairs filled the room. I could see a light that looked …show more content…
The figure walked away from his dark corner, he was clothed in what all of them would wear. “So I hear that you need your wisdom teeth removed, well we’ll take care of that hear real shortly.” The dentist said. He walked over to the sink to wash his hands. Now I think to myself he’s going to be cleaning my teeth, right... wrong. Next, he started right in with the cuter and his pliers, and drill. I sat there stunned frozen with fear, not knowing if I should have gotten up and ran, but I couldn’t. I sat in that dumb char looking up at him, not knowing weather my life was going to end if I didn’t do something to stop him from ending it. I sat there transfixed with fear ad he made his way towards me, with that grotesque looking drill aimed right for me. He reached over to flip the drill on. And when that drill started that little engine sounded like a freight train coming to my ears, eeerrrr, eeerrrr, it came closer and closer to me. I could see dried blood on it from the last patients, I thought to myself, new blood and also old blood and soon to be, my