Writing Prompt Wednesday #12

46. You knock louder and louder on the door, but nobody answers. https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/writing-prompts-60-ideas-you-can-use-today

TW: Blood

    I pounded on the door, gasping for air. “Help!” I called. “Please help me!”
    I waited for a second, trying to staunch the blood that was gushing from a large wound in my shoulder. I wheezed in and out-I felt like I’d never have enough air again. My world took a spin and I let out a breath. I was losing too much blood. I knocked on the door again, this time harder. “Someone! Anyone, please! It’s coming!”
    I shuddered at the thought of it. I didn’t know what it was and, honestly, I didn’t care. Matted black fur, huge pointed teeth, blood-soaked lips. It walked on two legs-one of its legs was noticeably longer than the other, giving it a limp. That didn’t slow it down, though. It could run like a bullet-its arms waving wildly as it flew towards you. And right now I was its target. My world lurched again and I shook my head. Don’t think about it, I told myself, putting my hands on my knees.
    I knocked once more, a feeble attempt to get help. “Please, anybody,” I said but my voice was barely more than a whisper. It was no use, no one was going to be answering.
    I looked around. There was a low window to my right. It looked recently washed with lacy white curtains on the inside. Well, that was about to be ruined, I thought, a grim smile reaching my face.
    I eyed a garden gnome-perched on the edge of the gravel pathway leading to the door. I sighed, staggering towards it. I didn’t want to kneel down to grab it-I wasn’t sure if I would ever get back up again. With some effort, I wobbled down until the gnome was within arm’s reach. I grabbed it with my uninjured arm and got back up.
    “Sorry,” I told the gnome as I shakily hurled it at the window. I watched hopefully as the glass cracked, but didn’t shatter. I hung my head as I lurched to the side. I’d used the last of my little strength to throw it at the window. I didn’t know what I’d do next.
    I heard a deep, throaty growl from behind me. I glanced over my shoulder. The...thing...was standing there, eyes narrowed in hatred as it spotted me. Adrenaline overtook my body and I ran at the window, jumping through the cracked glass. It shattered against my skin, cutting my all over, but I could hardly feel it. The thing was already upon me, snapping at my heels as I flew through.
    I hit the ground with a thud, crawling away as quickly as I could. The creature’s head appeared at the window, snapping and snarling as it tried to reach me. With a deflated sense of triumph, I realized that it couldn’t fit through. I was safe...for now.