A Word From The Author - Hi guys. This is just a taster of the actual story. I would love to type it all up for you but I can't just yet so here is something to get you going.
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The candle light started to dim. All she could do was stare at it in disbelief. She knew she couldn't avoid it, but she didn't want to accept it. She ran with a jolt straight to the window, begging it to fly open. It did not. She throttled the handle till it snapped. Then she collapsed. Right onto the floor, and just centered her view to the flickering candle light. Every time that glimmer of light shaked, so did she.
It is then she decided to stand up, she edged towards the candle and reached out. She was going do it herself. The suspense would kill her more then any murderer could. As she flexed her fingers around the light, the window suddenly jerked open and let a gust of wind pass through. The candle died out.
Screams flew into the wind and out into the night. Not to be heard.
