I'm alone in the room...
Laying in the darkness...
Drifting off to sleep, the only sounds are the fan blowing a gentle breeze across my skin and an occasionally cricket chirp in the distance.
Suddenly I feel a weight upon my body, I open my mouth to scream and a hand covers my mouth faster than I can let my cry escape. My eyes dart open to try and scan the room. It's still dark, I can't make out anything. The weight on my body grows heavier. I strain to make out sounds, to try and hear what's going on around me. All I can make out is even deep breathing, my own fast intakes of breath through my nose and the sounds of me struggling underneath the weight pressing on me.
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FantasyMature readers only. My stories all play out in my head the way I write them. There are no POV's which may make it hard to follow. This is a work in progress so there are many parts that many need to be revised and there are probably spelling and gr...
