Day 567

It wandered the cracked floors, past the grimy tiles of the kitchen, in search of its mother.
Dragging its leg along like a sack of rocks it searched, calling for her from time to time.
She was hiding somewhere, it could hear her heartbeat.

Thank god the old fridge was broken enough to let air flow through.
It had walked right past her, didn't seem like it had found her yet.
She'd been stuck in that house for weeks now, it was keeping her alive for now.

It didn't want to play hide and seek.
Mother hadn't left the house yet, it had set too many traps for her.
Every door and window leading outside would leave her stuck just like it was.

She watched with bated breath as it left the kitchen, still calling out to her.
The second she heard the stairs creak she slowly opened the fridge door and crept out.
One of the kitchen windows had been left open and she made a dash for it without thinking twice.

It heard one of the traps close with a slick sounding snap.
Mother was screaming, she must have been going pretty fast for it to miss her neck.
She wasn't trapped like it yet... she had to be finished.

It had stuck nails into the window's base, held it open with string and let it fall on her.
She felt the metal spikes pierce her neck and shoulders, holding her steadily in place.
Behind her it called out for its mother.