I am fearful. I want to trust this girl, this girl who started everything. But I don’t know if I should. She seemed to mean what she said though. Someone is coming downstairs. What do we do? I glance over at the girl. I can see the terror in her eyes. I can feel her trembling.
The door opens, but nobody enters. I drop her wrist and take a hesitant step toward the door. I don’t see anyone on the landing or in the doorway. I step closer and slowly look around the door frame, up the stairs. It is dark. I give my eyes a second to adjust, and when I do, I scream and back away from the door as fast as I can.
Words can’t explain.
(But the pic on the side can(; )
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Escape The Basement (Complete)
Romance*All the credit for the cover goes to Myrtillis on DeviantART* *This was an idea I got after talking to my friend Amanda about having a cabin in the woods, and I thought I should write about it. I know it is shat, but I had fun with it so BLA TO YA...
