Need help with a sentence. I need a help. I am writing a story about secret organization and 2 people talking about that organization. First one says the other something like that; they are running their business underground or behind the shadows or something like that. What should I say?

In the moment With a rumble the metallic door opened and then closed again. She heard echoing footsteps on the far end of the hall. That was it. A minute later everything went back to the previous silent state. She took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the ceiling. Now, the stain looked exactly like a bear. The pale lines forming the large, vigorous body, the bear standing on his hind legs and a sharp roar about to flee his mount. No one was coming for her and no one would. She should have been learnt this until now. She had made a desicion and now instead of whining she should stand behid it.

My plans Some of my plans for the future are nearly imposible. But I like dream big. Today I search some condos on the internet. They are really expensive and beside that even I don't live that country. But I am giving myself couple of years, at the end of this time I will buy a condo like I have found today. You know what they say, "either we find a way or make one".

About Languages Yesterday, I watced a video on youtube about how to acquire a new language naturally. If you want to check out the title is How to Acquire any language not learn it. And after the video ends I thought I have been doing all the things in the video. Not very systematically but in my own way. I have been learning English for nearly decade. I know it's crazy, huh? For the last couple of years I have read most of the time and last month I have started listen audiobook. When I am reading or listening it's quite easy if the book not written unusual words or phrases. On the other hand, I have this strange feeling that I am not shoving any improvement. The guy in the video have started to talk in Arabic after his first year. What about me? I am still having nervous breakdown even right now while trying to write this 2 paragraphs.

Diary Entry I have been in mentally a good place for last two days. Hoping everything eventually going to be OK. I am still struggling as writing this entry but one way or another I know I will success. Although there is always possibilty of faliure I am trying to not to think about it. I should read more, write more, think more and do not care about the years I have lost.

Trying to writing fiction. Dream. Chapter 1 When I woke up that morning, I was already late to work. My phone was ringing like there was an apocalypse going on outside. I lifted my head and grabbed the phone from the nightstand. It was a friend from work; he called to make sure I am not sick or anything like that. I couldn't say why, but his calling drove me crazy. Something was going on my dream, teenage boys were trying to escape their desperation. I was so close to seeing behind the thick fog of mystery. The dream was dark and disturbing. I was still shaking while dressing up. My eyes were hurting like there was sand into them and I was feeling lightheaded. Maybe I should take a day off, I thought. It would be good, but I had plenty of files waiting for me. The rest of the day went with no other trouble. By the time it was lunch the dream had already become a distant memory. That night I went to bed a little early. My stomach felt tight and I couldn't stand the TV. "Come on," a boy shouted as soon as I closed my eyes. "We have to run." "Where?" I replied with a trembling voice. The sky was full of a dark cloud, ash-like gray smoke was surrounding us, I could feel the heat of the soil under my feet. His face was hidden behind a blue baseball hat. He grabbed my hand, and we ran like our lives depended on it. I knew I shouldn't trust that boy, but what choice did I have? I overslept the next day again. My manager summoned me as soon as I stepped into my room. She clearly stated they would not condone if I got late one more time. I nodded while I was trying to keep open my eyes. Instead of getting lunch, I rested my head on the table and had a short sleep. I skip dinner too and as soon as I was home I went to my bed. Again, that strange, confusing dream. Holding baseball hat boy's hand This time, another boy was running before us. In the dim light, his skinny legs look as if they made of wax. I stumbled and smashed on the ground, a small scream escaped from my throat. Knees bleeding, heart pounding like a racing horse I looked up the boys. "Stop it," I said. "Who are we running from?" "No one," said the first boy. "We are heading to our new home."

Diary entry Since the started of the summer I am very exhausted. I am trying to take care of myself, drinking water, taking my vitamins, walking nearly an hour every day but when I get home from work I feel like every cell of my body are aching. Having really hard time to keep open my eyes, most of the time I fall asslepp without realizing. Some says all of this can easly considered as symtom of depression but I don't feel myself sad or deppressed. Life is full of ups and downs and I know that.