we saw nothing but both had recieved a similar mental picture.

and that picture was rather unpleasant.

we ran.

still, the movements and utterings behind us.

we ran faster.
 
 

black bestial wings

glowing red eyas

a slavering maw filled with spiny teeth

vicious claws

a Lovecraftian nightmare creature...
 
 

(or a few teenagers out drinking...?)
 
 

but we were running.

the length of the corridor and winding out

through the twisting passages

to the dentist's chair room

(I think)

and out the window.

sprinting over the courtyard,

over the wall

and to the car.

we had to drive past the hospital once more

in order to return home
 
 

I remember us both being rather apprehensive

and the vehicle being floored

words came slowly to discuss the events.

a painful recollection of something alive...

or possibly not.