The shadow

It was time. The time that meant everyone must journey to distant places. Amy was prepared and eager to leave, she pulled her bag on and rushed across the field outside her home. She ran and ran, not daring to look behind her for fear of seeing it. Only when she entered the dark forest did she stop and take a breath. Suddenly a cold,black mist filled the area around Amy.

Amy stumbled through the trees with the moon glowing like a speck of light in the darkness. She was scared and kept hearing a woosh of cool wind but still didn’t dare to look behind her. Amy suddenly saw a clearing and a welcoming fire, she rushed towards it and collapsed next to the campfire, she fell to sleep as soon as her head touched the dirt.

When Amy woke up, she was not in the forest she had been in the day before. She had shackles around her wrists and ankles. Amy looked around and realised she was in some sort of basement, she called out for help, and again, and again. Suddenly someone opened a door behind her, “Shut up, girl or else…” He slammed the door and walked up some stone steps. Amy was worried. What would she do?