"Let me properly introduce myself." he said with a slight smile. "My name is Jaime. This is my home. You are welcome to stay here as long as you'd like."
I nodded my thanks.
We passed by a huge window. I could see that we were multiple levels up. There was a large expanse of grass and flowers.
"Whoa," I breathed out.
He grinned.
"Are you hungry?"
"I'm not sure," I answered vaguely.
I couldn't decipher how i was feeling about anything at the moment. Like i was numbed to everything.
I blinked and we were in a huge kitchen.
I jumped back. "whoa, how did we get here?" i nearly shrieked it out.
"calm down," he held my shoulders. "We walked through the hallway, down the stairs and around a corner to this place."
I felt my worries about the strangeness of the situation melt.
I shook my head, trying to shake off the weird feeling.
He smiled.
An amazing smell made my mouth water.
I strode over to a pot that it arose from.
"Would you like some soup?"
"Yes please."
In an instant we were sitting at a long wooden table with steaming bowls of soup.
I gazed down at my bowl. Dragging my spoon through the soup.
"How did you find me?" I asked.
"You were staying here," he mumbled.
"Oh..."
Not much for questions I guess...
A woman's shriek startled me.
I looked around. There wasn't anyone in the room except for us.
"What was that?!"
He looked up, surprised."What was what?"
"The scream! Didn't you here it?" I exclaimed, exasperated.
He shook his head. "Maybe you're tired,"He suggested.
"Yeah... Maybe" I said. Not really believing him. "Do you have a room I can stay in?"
"Of course," he said standing up. "I'll escort you."
"No," I said abruptly, putting up my hand to stop him. "I'll just find it myself."
"Oh, okay... It's just up those stairs. Last door to the right."
I nodded my thanks then made my way up the stairs.
The hallway had a dark, eerie feeling to it.
Then several screams and banging rang out from all the doors.
My pulse quickened. Fear shot through me.
I ran to the one closest to me and swung it open.
I couldn't see a thing.
I stepped back out into the hall and grabbed an oil lamp. Then came back.
YOU ARE READING
The Mirror
FantasyThis is a story I wrote for my English assignment. I'm okay enough with it to post it ;2) enjoy
To lazy to sort into chapters
Start from the beginning
