Gretta, Who Are You?

Tick tock... tick tock... 

The chiming seconds of the wall clock filled the room where the lighting was so thin. It was dull with darkness dominating the view. Gretta stood in the room alone, looking around her. 

The lines of light that broke through from the cracks formed Gretta's shadow in separate lines. 

'Hide from me or die,' Gretta mentally told herself. Her heartbeat was suddenly beating so fast as if she was on the verge of death. Chased by something she didn't know who, but could kill her in that dimly lit room. 

Gretta spun around, looking for the source of the disturbing sound from earlier. She looked left and right and then back. Her breathing was getting more and more labored and labored. Perhaps, she would die soon if it continued like this.