Dark Minded

I am here. All alone, darkness surrounds me. I can still see a little light in the distance. I hear a door closing. The light disappears with a slam which echoes through this hallway. It is totally dark now, I can't see a thing. It is getting cold, my fingers are getting harder and harder to move.

I hear something. Scratching.. I try to move as I am in pain, I notice the sound is coming below me. I bend my head and look down. Wooden floor with blood on it. I start coughing, I'm falling in despair. Suddenly, the door opens. I can see light! I CAN SEE LIGHT! I start slowly crawling to the door, I can already feel the warmth. I get my fingers outside of the door and the door slams close. My fingers break, blood. Panic. Feel helpless. Start screaming.

The hallway isn't so dark anymore. I try to stand up. I turn around and I can see a dark figure in the distance. It starts walking towards me, slowly. I can clearly hear the steps. I try to open the door. The figure starts walking faster and faster as I start yelling: "LET ME OUT" while beating the door with my bloody hands. Suddenly the sound of walking stops. I turn around slowly. The dark figure is right in front of me. Inches away from my face, I could feel its breath on my face. Then he slowly said: "I have some ice cream for you."