The story was repeating itself again and again. However, this time would be different. A do or die situation. She could feel it in the core of her flesh and bones, in the core of her soul.
Naked, she turned around to face the open room door. She was still in the sanatorium. But once she would step out that door, the area would be turned into hell. ....It started.
A siren went off, the light faded drastically. The wall and the ceiling started peeling, blood gushed out of the deteriorated gypsum.
Alice gripped her butcher knife with a wide demonic grin and started walking in Hell. She walked down the corridors of Hell Sanatorium.
"Alice is home... or is she not?" she thought. "This will be such a horrible day... come on, time to play..."