A New Book Currently Being Worked On

Hello (again), been writing, and this isn't the final book to my zombie series, When The Dead Came, although the final book will be coming very soon. But, this particular book I'm working on is another horror story. Not zombie based or apocalyptic in any way. This book is more of a psychological horror.
It was one I originally wrote back in 2009 or 2010. I'll be sharing small parts from it as I work along and hopefully will prove to be interesting. I hope anyways.
This book will not be dragged out like When The Dead Came 1 & 2/Apocalypse World/Survive, and the last book coming soon.
Here is a small sample from the new horror book, Don't Be Afraid.

A clanking of pipes echoed from the last room, her hearing making it seem as though it happened against her eardrums. Walking, she swallowed the fear and stuttered,"D-Darius? Valerie? Clyde? Anybody down here?!"
The rooms around her seemed to come to life as sounds echoed all around her. Screams, yells, and scratching frightening her. Turning and facing directly at the square, glass window of a door, Larissa watched as a young man was screaming and beating his head against the glass.
Jumping back, she bumped into something. Turning, another young man was in a wheelchair. The bandage on his head fell loose and she could see within, a hole from a lobotomy. Screaming, Larissa dropped the flashlight and turned to run, the lights going out again. As she continued screaming, she ran into a stretcher and fell to the floor, hitting her head hard against a loose floor tile.
Opening her eyes, Larissa looked down at the floor, faintly seeing the drips of blood from her wound as the lights kept flickering again.
"Don't worry dear, we will fix you up just fine." Larissa's eyes grew wide when she heard an elderly man's voice speak behind her. Looking back over her right shoulder, there stood a tall man. His gray hair combed over perfectly as he grinned, white teeth with what looked like blood stains; small splats on his otherwise perfectly white coat.
Larissa screamed at the top of her lungs and felt a sharp pain around her ankles, her body suddenly jerking and her face went down against the floor, busting her mouth and nose hard enough to draw blood. She screamed again as she was quickly dragged down the long hall, the flickering lights going out as she passed them, maniacal laughter following throughout the hall in the dark.

I'll be sharing more off and on. And pretty soon it will be available.

Love
Ariana