Firstoriginalwork Stories

The cold of the room flew over her arms, goosebumps rising as she felt her sense of safety sprint out of the room as a hooded figure steps in. The figure looks over the room as she holds her breath, pressing her body against the freezing walls of the cabinet. She holds her hands in her lap, in an attempt to both warm-up and refrain from making noise. The hooded figure walks around the room, their heels clicking with each step they take, a suffocating clack being the only sound in the room. They pause by the window, pale sunlight shining onto them.