Lost

Part 3

When I woke up I was lying in my bed safe and sound. I looked over to my alarm clock. 4:00am.
"Urgh..." I groaned as I turned back over.
*Some zzzzzz later*
I woke up to my name echoing throughout my room.
"Sage...Come here... Sage..."
This time I couldn't take it. I had to figure out where the voices were coming from.
BIG MISTAKE!
I grabbed my coat and shoes then crept out the front door. The voice kept calling to me as I walked down our street and onto the roads. I checked my watch, now it was 4:40am. It was starting to get chilly so I zipped up my coat and then continued my way to the voices. I walked and walked and walked for what seemed like forever. Until, I came to a short dusty street with no street sign. I also noticed that this street only had one house. Well, it wasn't much of a house anyway. All it was, was an old dark shack.

By this time the voices had grown louder and a bit more detailed. "Sage... Come here Sage.. Come to me..." I walked steadily over to the shack. I carefully opened the door and was widely overwhelmed by the stench. I clutched my hands over my mouth and nose. It was astonishing how something could get so awfully smelly.
"Urgh..urge..." I spluttered.
It was too dark to see where the stench was coming from which, made it even worse because I couldn't see what was making my eyes water. I probably couldn't see through my eyes anyway, because they were watering too much. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness and my nostrils adjusted to the smell I cautiously walked inside. I had a quiet look around and from what I could see all there was, was a old rocking chair, one dusty brown rug and two dead pot plants. Very dead plants. They looked as though they had been there for millions of years. Anyway, enough about the plants.

I kept listening to the voice while I was walking around the shack.
"Sage... Find me Sage..."
I looked and looked forever. No crevasse went unchecked, no cupboard went unopened. I kept looking for ages until I saw a corner of a small door hidden behind the old rocking chair. I ran over a pushed the chair with all my strength out of the way. (Rocking chairs are heavier than they seem.) With the chair out of the way I could see that the corner I saw before was a corner to a small door.
I quietly opened it to see...

Hope u enjoyed the third part of Lost!
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Bellz xoxo