The Dream That Night

The Hole

The secret room was filled with yellowish light that made the room seems warmer. The air was still cold, but it was not as dry as the wine room. I looked around, and saw the room was made out of wood. Wooden wall, wooden floor, wooden ceiling, wooden table and chairs. There was even a smell of wood in the air.

"Julie, here's something strange!" said Katrina.

I was too busy thinking about all the things that has just happened, so I didn't here her calling me. A voice in my head said, "This was strange! Why was a room here, in the storage room?"

"Julie, here's something strange!" said Katrina again. "A black hole!"

I heard something. I heard the door opening, I heard footsteps, and the footsteps were coming toward us, toward the secret room. I ran to Katrina and grab her hand. "Jump!" A voice in my head whispered. "Jump!"

I jumped down the black hole, with Katrina. The secret door was opened by the owner of the footsteps, which I don't recognize.I looked up. The last thing I saw was the yellowish light of the room, and, dark. Completely dark. Katrina and I were filled with darkness.

As we fall, Katrina managed to scream, but I covered my free hand, my left hand, on her mouth to keep her shut-up.

"Shush!" I whispered. "Someone was up there! And I bet the person won't be happy to see us in there."

Katrina nodded silently, so I let go of my hand.

"How did you know?" Asked Katrina. "I heard nothing!"

"Maybe you're too excited," I answered. "You know, about the whole room and this hole. But all I felt was strange."

"Oh" She said.

"Pump!" Our feet landed on a pile of soft blanket so we're not hurt, but we made quite a loud sound. That's the end of our falling.

"I saw some light over there," Katrina said, seems to forgave me grabbing her and jumped down. "Maybe we should go there."

"Good idea." I replied.