The Unborn children of the Dark
Down here...
Glancing at the petrifying dark he was off with a hesitant step, strolling further into the banished, boiling basement.
Further in...
Not a clue I had but fear locked in my heart, which was now thudding. Perspiring with cold sweat. A widespread of darkness trot on either side of where the damp walls lie, begging for mercy. Curly, coiled, curtail cobwebs sprang down in the dusty, dinghy corners. Soon I was lost in a limited box.
Follow me...
The hoarse voice chattered on repetitively.
"Where are you?" I stuttered.
"I am where you are." he replied. " Open the adjacent door with the rusty key."
Reluctantly, I twisted the bronze, lusty key. Gasps of relief echoed around the expanded, vast area I was currently in. Miniature and towering pale sinful spirits flew around me - ghosts. What is happening? Where am IReluctantly, I twisted the bronze, lusty key. Gasps of relief echoed around the expanded, vast area I was currently in. Miniature and towering pale sinful spirits flew around me - ghosts. What is happening? Where am I ? Smirks spread across each of their pallor faces.
SKADOOOOSHHHHH!
Nothingness.
Betrayal...
By Kaaruni Kulothungan