Wrong

She blinked in the overwhelming darkness, her senses slowly coming to life. She questioned herself as to why she was awake. Her alarm hadn’t woken her up so what did? There was no possibility of going back to sleep now, grumpily sighing and swinging her legs out of bed she put her foot down. Silently cursing she yanked it back up and was muttering incoherently when she felt the prickle of someone watching her. Warily she glanced around the room as the prickles continued traveling up and down her spine. Disturbed she put her feet on the floor again wincing slightly at the biting cold. She suspected it was probably her stupid brother, and if it was she was going to punch him in the face and happily go back to bed while his blood dried on her knuckles. Deep down though she knew it wasn’t him which is why she picked up the knife. As she walked out of the room she heard the exaggeration of someone trying really hard not to be heard. She rolled her eyes and ducked down and out of the way. She saw the hand grip the railing. She waited patiently for them to take the final step down. When they finally did she plunged the knife into their back severing the spinal cord and rendering them incapable of movement. She stepped over them and got a good hold on their hair to reveal the face, lifting the head she realized it was one of the experiments. “Hm one of you finally figured out you could attempt leaving? Well lets make sure no one else wants to try that out and take you back shall we?” The pure fear in their eyes made her giggle. She dragged them back down the stairs, not bothering to make sure they were comfortable she dropped the head and walked back towards the cell it escaped from. Just then her brother made his way downstairs not bothering to hide his footsteps. Annoyed that she had to deal with one of his pets she punched him in the stomach for good measure and went back to bed. This time she closed and locked her door. Tired she went back to bed and fell into a deep sleep. She wasn’t asleep for long when she snapped wide awake and sat up. The experiment hadn’t been watching her, and why was her brother already dressed? Normally she would’ve had to drag him out of bed to deal with it but he was already up. Getting dressed she opened the door softly and peeked around. Another one of his experiments we’re coming up the stairs. This time rather than immediately attacking she paused and watched them rush to the door and run out. She waited a minute and sure enough her brother came up the stairs and calmly walked out the door. She waited another minute and followed him. She closed the door softly behind her. It wasn’t hard to find him he sounded like a giant blind bear running into every tree and stomping on dry leaves and sticks. This is why she did the hunting. She heard the screaming before her brother did, running ahead she climbed a tree and waited for him to find his pet in one of her pits. When he did catch up to the screaming girl he tsked her and kept walking. She gave up screaming and was now just sobbing. He came back a couple minutes later carrying a bucket. He took the lid off and dumped the contents on her and walked away whistling. Now curious, she inched herself down the tree just enough to realize it was a bunch of spiders and snakes he had dumped on her. All of them were lethal. Now she was confused, he never killed them unless they got sick and this girl clearly wasn’t at least not yet. She was about to climb down and confront her brother when he came running back, followed closely by another one of his pets armed with one of her own bows. She heard the solid thunk of an arrow finding its mark and the girl slowly walked backwards towards the pit. It was clear she hadn’t seen it in her chase, and then fell backwards into it. She now slipped down from the tree and walked back to the house. She grabbed two duffel bags, in one she filled it with all necessary items: clothes, food, money. In the other she packed all her weapons. She carried them out to the car and then jogged back to the house. She doused everything in gasoline and then dropped the match. She got in the car and left. She was happy to be rid of that nightmare. It was as she was turning onto the main road that she saw her brother out of the corner of her eye stumbling into the road waving his arms at her trying to get her attention. She merely sped up and kept going. He was never going to find her even if he did survive. She finally felt the peace she was so badly pursuing. Her heart lifted more and more the farther away she got from the house of all things wrong.