-Ahhh, shit, I'm hurt... Emma! Emma!! Make any sound. Please...

           Your name's Dwight. When you and your wife went on a plane to relax on the beach - your plane crashed. After - you woke up, without a wife (you were unconscious 5 hours after the accident). Now your goal is to find a bandage or a first-aid kit, since durin' a crash, something metallic from an airplane stuck in your leg and you're bleeding.

           -Oh, it hurts, I have to quickly find a first aid kit. Oh, I see the house, I hope there's a first-aid kit and some food in it. All the food that remained in my backpack; one apple, one bottle of juice and a sandwich, that's enough for me 'til the next half of the day. 
            Dwight went to the house, knocked and asked:
             -Hey, is there anyone in the house?I'm injured, I need a ligation.
             No one answered, and Dwight decided:
              -Well, I mustn't enter the house through the door. All windows were boarded up from the first floors, but from the second floors - they were open.
               -So I'll not get to the window. I'll not jump up.
               After standing a minute or two - he noticed the barrels nearby, and he understood what to do. (He pushed 'em closer to the possible entrance, and climbed up to the window)
                -So, I jumped. Now I have to find a bandage. Having passed all - I found a note that said: "I'm a survivor. I accidentally fell into this damn place, and now I wanna get out of it. I don't know if anyone will find this note, but please, inform the police 'bout this place, there are real psychopaths here."
                  -Oh, fuck, there really ain't safe. I have nothing to do, except go ahead...
                   Dwight went further and further, and finally - he met someone from the people.
                   Hey! Help me, please. I need help!
                   When he came to the house - the villagers attacked him. They threw spears, shot arrows from a bow. But Dwight had a good reaction, and he immediately went on, passing this section of the village past. From runnin' 5-10 minutes - he's tired. He looked around, and went into a large three-story house. When he entered - he immediately saw the bloody inscription "DEATH". He got scared. Next - he saw a hole in the wall, but it was small and lower.
                   "Fortunately, I closed the door on the latch" ... He thought.
                   As a result, Dwight got into an underground mine, crawled 'bout 10-15 meters. The first thing that caught my eye was the tunnels.
       -Damn, which way to go to the exit?
              There was a fork in the road, either i had to go left or right. I chose the left, and didn't miscalculated. There was an old elevator. He worked with the help of a container (there you put something in there with a certain weight, which is more than the weight of the transported cargo).
        -So, for a long time I didn’t solve math problems... Thus, the weight should be somewhere 'round 50 kg ... (stupor)... There's a passage on the right, I'll go there, maybe I'll find someone who'll can help.
        When I got there, I saw people. But ... They weren't humane, they were sick...  The blessing in that left room were lockers in which it was possible to hide had to run away from them when they attacked me with knives. Dwight hid in a locker, took out his notebook and described everything he saw:
        "I realized that this place couldn't be left so, and I would do everything so that the police would search here for everyone and everything."
           He's so tired that he fell asleep...
           (It's been 8 hours).
          -I woke up already tied to a chair,              

       "Such scum, got all the same";
          (The guy talked to himself).

         These bastards took me out of the chair, and tied me to the cross. Apparently they wanted to burn me, once they pulled me to the fire. Unpredictable happened...
         Someone, obviously in his right mind, ran up and hit some of these patients, thereby distractin' them. Immediately he said 'bout some underground house, said: "I'll explain everything to you later." Apparently, those who tried to burn me were deaf, but this is only better for me.
    I immediately jumped out of the window and, unfortunately, jumped into a shrapnel,' 'cause I didn't immediately jump to my feet - my left shoulder was damaged by a splinter, I didn't remove it, because my mother explained to me that: “what's holding back the bleeding - cannot be removed, as it serves as an obstacle to blood, thereby, not givin' hemorrhage"
         -Well, to hell with it.
        I went quietly, and after 10-20 minutes, I found a dugout with a savior.
         Dwight: Well who are you? Why did you save me?
         Tobby: My name is Tobby, And then I was gonna leave, but I heard passin' by you, and I thought maybe I could save someone else.
          Tobby: I understand - you accidentally got here?
          Dwight: Yeah, so, what are we gonna do here?
          Tobby: Oh, do you have a camera?
          Dwight: Yeah, so, what?
          Tobby: Together we can get out of here and tell the police what happened.
           Dwight: Of course, yes, but how to get out of here?
           Tobby: I scribbled on paper an escape plan.
           He showed Dwight him
           Tobby: So first we need to go 10 kilometers to the south, Passin' by all the crazies. Then there'll be a gate, but they will be guarded by three special forces. I'll give you a sniper rifle, and you'll shot 'em. And to have a connection between us - I'll give you a walkie-talkie. Got it?
             Dwight: Got it. Will we run away at 'bout an hour?
             Tobby: Yeah, let's sleep.
          It took about five hours, it was 1:37.
             Dwight: Tobby, where are you?
           When Dwight passed through the whole house, he saw Toby's half-dead body. At the end - he said:
             "Run! They'll come soon... Tell everyone 'bout this damned place..."
              And then - he died immediately.
              -So, I've to find the map, and my backpack.
               After a tense 5 minutes - he found everything, he also grabbed a knife.
               Then he ran on the map to the exit. After 10 minutes of runnin', he was attacked by a psycho with a knife. Dwight had to resist, 'cause if he didn't kill him, he would kill him. The patient threw him to the ground and was ready to cut the throat of the protagonist.
                 Dwight: No, i won't wait.
         He took the knife and put the attacker first in his liver.
                 Dwight: Ahhhh, fuck, shit...
          He got up, took off the body and was covered in blood.
                  -So, not the time to wait, I must quickly run to the sniper tower and shoot all the madmen and guards.
            While I was climbin' the stairs, he was attacked by a psycho with a kitchen knife. Apparently, he had already killed someone upstairs, 'cause the knife was smeared with blood, a drop fell after a drop... This indicates a recent murder. I was lucky, that a syringe with a duration of 5 minutes with a sleepin' pill lay next to me. I immediately took it, put it in a psycho, and administered an injection. He immediately fell asleep. Then I went upstairs, there really was a corpse, I took it to the camera to show the police. And all shot. Then I shot all the guards. Then I wanted to leave, but someone hit me. He wasn't ill, but I shot him, but I continued to limp. I tied this place with a bandage, and it became better.
           I was limping toward the exit. And luckily I was able to get out. I got into any car, fortunately, I managed to get out, because there were keys in it. I left, and didn't even turn 'round... I'm glad I survived, but now I have to... Go to the hospital.I need to heal and treat all wounds. The bandages are all over.
        After all - I went to the police, provided all the evidence, and asked to close that hospital. And find my Emma.

         "1 week later"
        Emma was found in the end, but she had to pass tests at the hospital. It was necessary to check for the presence of mental disorders, and more.
         After 3 days, she passed everything, and everything was fine.
          I hope this damn hospital will be closed and burned.
           
                     TO BE CONTINUED...
           Thank you for reading my book. If there were mistakes in it - I'm sorry, I'm not English. But I tried to avoid mistakes. Write your thoughts 'bout this text. See you later!