P.S. Story coming soon :)
Here is the story (not too happy with it, though..sounds rushed):
It was strangling me and I couldn’t seem to breathe. My chest was on fire with my heart beating so swiftly; like a scared rabbit running from the hunter. Little did I know how true that analogy was and how my rapidly beating heart was making the evil surrounding me hunger for my blood.
I had been walking home when, the next thing I knew, there was total darkness surrounding me. I was blind to everything. I reached up to feel my eyes and encountered rough fabric—a blindfold!
I reached around to pull it off but it wouldn’t move. My heart stopped beating for a full second before it started again, beating wildly in terror. I wanted to run, to escape and hide, but I was frozen in place.
I sensed a wicked, evil presence around me but I couldn’t see at all. I could hear, though, and smell. Feminine moans rang in my ears but were they pain or pleasure? Dark rustlings echoed loudly in my terrified mind. I just couldn’t begin to understand what was happening around me. There was the smell of dust and mold; bringing to mind some place that had been abandoned. No sounds of everyday life reached my ears; traffic, kids playing, or barking dogs could not be heard from anywhere.
Frightened of what was to become of me, I fell to my knees in dread. A line from a book flashed across my thoughts: “Hope strengthens. Fear kills.” I was beyond fear; I was in terror. Hope had no place here. What did that mean for me?