The elevator opened with a hiss and a sigh. Aerie Serene stepped off, stiletto heels clicking softly against the tiled marble floor. She stopped at a door marked SUPPLY ROOM, and closed it softly behind her.
It was cold tonight, the wind shivering as the world grew cooler, quieter. The moon hid tonight, slithering behind bloated clouds filled with rain.
I Was Running Down A Hallway. Everything was washed out, grey, and shades of black. It smeared the edges of the dream, like charcoal paint brushes, leaving the edges distant and blurry.
HE SLAMMED THE GUN IN MY HAND AND TOLD ME TO SHOOT. “You . . . what?” I shuttered, my legs shaking so bad I was afraid I was going to fall.
KYLIE WATCHED THE SUN DESCEND WITH A SENSE OF RELIEF. Soon, the moon would come.