Andrewland Stories

She was out for her nightly run. It was so refreshing to run at night. No one to ogle her. She could wear what she wanted. She paused when a cat crossed the trail in front of her. As he disappeared behind a bush, she heard something. It didn't sound like anything she had ever heard before, so she stopped. After a bit, she went over to the bush to investigate. As she walked around to the back, she saw a flash of light and then she found herself in a damp room with stone walls. The only light was from a fireplace. She looked around and the only furniture was a wooden chair. She was puzzled, but it wasn't until she noticed that there wasn't a door that terror engulfed her.

Home

© 2016, Rotramel Industries