Area! Her heart pounding and the rain tapping on the windows, Ariana stepped
towards the door.
Reluctantly, her hand reached out, for the rusted handle, which was so sharp at the
end, that her hand was almost cut right through. She opened the door.
Before boldly going inside, Ariana glanced behind her shoulder. Dusk was now
falling over the horizon (or was it mist, now infesting the the sky, with its demonlike
ways?) Eventually, Ariana entered the silent, crepuscular room, which was where the
sound came from?
Bang!
From behind a shelf, the sound came, clear as day. Cautiously, Ariana walked
towards the sound, her sapphire eyes filled with sparkling tears, due to the pain in
her hand: the doorknob had cut deep, into her skin.
Bang!
Before her, lay a book...A
book full of energy, jumping around. The frequent banging made Ariana dizzy
(everything was spinning around her). Then everything just froze, as she read the
title of the bouncing book:
‘The Lord Of The Mist!’
Abigail Gerrard