Erica felt kind of bad now that he had left that she hadn't said anything more. Sighing, she sat down on the rooms bed and began to look at its contents. It was quite an unusual room for an inn. It looked more like an ordinary person's bedroom. Like in the first lounge she saw, there were crystals hanging from the ceiling, and beautiful rocks were perched on the windowsill. Dream catchers were hung from each of the windows as well. Erica got up from her bed and walked down a very small hallway, still inside the room, and opened another door at the very end, revealing a sufficient sized bathroom. As Erica walked over to look out the bathroom window, she noticed a container of salt, some of which had spilled on the windowsill. Erica brushed the salt of with her sleeve, thinking nothing of it.
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The Creatures in the Clockwork
Teen FictionHe grabbed her arm. "But no one can know about this. No one can know about us..." When Erica came to her grandfather's old inn deep in the Connecticut forests as a punishment for the summer, she expected her days there to be long and boring. As you...
