Sunday 14 September 2014

Into the gloom

Every day I'd walk to the end of my driveway, take in the amazing view, then walk back home. Perfectly normal, Perfectly safe. Until one day, when I had just reached the end a sudden popping noise sounded and I saw beyond me a shadowed figure with glowing grey eyes.
"Stop" He whispered but I heard it as if he was shouting.
He pulled a knife out of his pocket but with all my shock, not a muscle in my body would move. Without warning he pulled out a knife. I screamed but he ignored then disappeared.
I fell, into the gloom....

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