Warehouse

Moonlight shone through the shattered window, creating long dark shadows on the towers of crates surrounding me. Silvery puddles of moonlight flickered as I silently glided through the maze of boxes. Every corner was ominus and dark, danger lurked, lots of danger. A scream puncuated the silence and i tightened in my hiding spot, crouching low. A figure darted by our corner. A flash of brown hair, terrorfied eyes, a teenaged boy darted by.
Shhh!" I whispered to the girl kneeling beside me, her teeth were chattering so loud that any hopes of escaping were as shattered as that broken window. I peaked around the corner, and instinct kicked in. I squeezed my small frame through a gap in the boxes and slipped down a small tunnel of crates. I came to the edge and with the mirror in my pocket peaked around the corner. I had to restrain a scream, a face with bright red eyes was right there, staring right at me. It's parched, cracked lips moved and it uttered a phrase. "Run Little girl run!" The creature snarled tauntingly.
There was nothing else I could do but run, run for my life holding the hand of my companion.