'It's late. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I've been here before, maybe this will be the last time I come to this place.'
"Awfully tempting isn't it?" came a voice from behind her.
She turned her head to look at the stranger, but saw no one.
"It's not hard, trust me," came the voice again.
The girl began to shake slightly and question the voice, "Who's there?"
"I'm always here," responded the voice.
"Who are you..?" she asked a touch of concern in her voice.
"No one to be noted," the voice responded.
"I want to know..." the girl responded.
"Hush," said the voice. "What you will do here is no longer your choice."
Silence.
"Go ahead."
Silence.
"Fly for me."
