The room
Lucy didn’t know where she was or how she got there. Cobwebs hung like thread on a needle in the corners of the room. A shiver tiptoed down her spine. Wind gushed through the ajar window. Lucy’s silky ebony hair brushed over her face. She swept it away as she tried to hold in her tears of fear. Then, out of nowhere a cold, deathly breath hovered at the back of her neck. Something or someone was there with her.”hello is anyone there” Lucy mumbled through her shivers.
No response. The poor girl luckily found a tatted blanket to hide under. Quickly throwing the blanket over head, the door opened with age. Lucy’s heart sprinted under her skin. SLAM the door closed foot steps punched the creaky floorboard. A white gloved hand grabbed the blanket and revealed the mystery. Lucy was never seen again…
Opening
Peter peered into the ebony night. Waves splashed against the back of the lighthouse . Birds flew over the sea while rocks shot into the ocean from towering cliffs. Lightning slashed. Peter rushed inside but instead of seeing his bed on the ground something else replaced it. Could it be?
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