Prologue

12 1 0
                                    

I knew I was leaving my boundaries. I didn't care. The dangerous thing resided within my boundaries and I felt to find safety, I must leave. I did not dare go back to my house which was only separated from his by a white wooden fence. I kept running until I reached my asylum.

I stopped and took several deep breaths when I reached Sarah's dad's house. I was thankful that today was a day she was on this side of town. Once I arrived I ran straight for the door and rang the bell. A beautiful twenty-something woman answered the door.

"Becky?" I questioned after assessing this situation. I lost my manners in my haste. I had not seen this woman before so I went on assumptions.

"No. Amanda... and you are?" She said with a heavy southern accent while flipping her long blonde hair causing her bangles to jingle.

"Eh... Clyde," I responded embarrassed at my rudeness.

"Clyde that's a funny name. You must be one of Sarah's little friends," she said pausing to examine me. "Are you okay sugar? You are as pale as a ghost and your neck is all red."

I covered my neck with my hand "Is Sarah in?"

The door closed behind me shielding me from the darkness and the beasts that thrive in the night.

OculusWhere stories live. Discover now