The shadowy figure took him to an upper room where a bright fire was burning. There was an armchair beside the fire. By the armchair was a small, oak table on which lay a battered old book bound in red leather. The shadowy figure put the candle on the table and departed silently.
Mortimer collapsed into the armchair and picked up the old book. With a shock he realised it was the same book from his childhood, the book which contained the story of "Midnight Mist". Mortimer was greatly afraid. He turned the pages with trembling hands. He began to read. The story was about a man who in his childhood had read a book which contained a frightening picture.
Mortimer tried to grasp the strange cycle of events he was going through. He was filled with acute dread. "Who is the strange man who asked me into this cottage?", Mortimer asked himself fearfully.
At that very moment the door opened and the strange host came in. His face was covered in darkness. The candle on the table cast huge shadows on the walls. The shadowy figure stood before Mortimer. Slowly he edged forward.
Mortimer, sitting on the armchair, felt a chill run up his spine. He looked up into the face of the shadowy figure. Mortimer realized he was looking at himself.
The clock ticked in the hall below and the sea roared outside. The candlelight flickered. The old, battered old book bound in red leather lay open on the table.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Mist
Mystery / ThrillerMortimer, a young man is running away from himself in the foggyfield. His own shadow is following him. What an moment! can he save himself?!
