“Through here!” Natalie pulled Smith down the hall toward the main staircase. As they neared the front door, Smith noticed a change around the room. “If you run to the left outside the gate you’ll reach a river. The horses won’t go through it, and you’ll be safe.”
“No time for thanks now. If you make it out okay, that will be thanks enough.” Opening the front door, Natalie didn’t notice the Darkness smirking at Smith. “No go!” With a shove, Natalie pushed Smith through the door, not realizing that the front door had changed into the dreaded door he was constantly warning her about. Not again! Smith thought frantically. He turned and tried to claw his way out, but the Darkness only laughed. “Get me out of here!” Wild images began flashing on all sides. Scenes of death and destruction: of guards with no faces lying dead on the field, of the king and queen collapsed bleeding on top of each other, of Natalie, the only one willing to help him–
Once again Smith was falling. He tumbled on a soft surface, burning his face as it rubbed across it.
“Who the hell is this!” a man’s voice shouted.
“I don’t know,” a woman replied.
“Then why was he in your closet?”
“I swear, I never met him before in my life!”
“Sure you haven’t. I’m out of here.” There were heavy footsteps and a door slamming, then all was quiet. When Smith had the strength to get up, he saw a girl sitting on a bed, staring down at him. “Now I’ve had strange boys hiding in my closet before, but at least I kind of knew them.”
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Bravo Casey! 🙂 Loving these stories that keep taking you into a book!