I was ten when I came back into contact with the silo. My legs had grown, and determination ran through my blood. A flashlight was held tight against me.
The old, rusted silo was always the same. It was unchanging, yet every time I saw it a jolt of energy would surge through my veins.
This time, I wasn't so steady on my feet. My knees were vibrating with a shaky feeling. It wasn't all from fear. In fact, it was mostly excitement.
The clouds were a medium shade of gray. The weather always seemed gloomy when I decided to come back to the silo. I should've taken it as a warning sign.
You shouldn't mess with the unknown, Miyoung, my mother would tell me. A wise women, she was. Always cracking analogies and words of wisdom. I always rolled my eyes as a child.
The light clicked on as I pressed my thumb against the switch. My heart raced, holding the flashlight towards the sky. I shakily pointed it in the window.
Every inch of body was rigid at the sight. There was weathered concrete inside with dead moss and weeds. It looked like a shrunken world that had long passed. Puddles from leaking rain were ponds in this little land. However, the most astonishing thing in the silo was the shadow-like figure.
I wanted to scream at the shadow. I wanted to run away.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't even look away from the shadow.
It moved in a chilling way, like it was walking off the wall. The shadow transformed in front of my stare. My grip tightened against the flashlight that was wanting to slip out of my small hands.
It was a human looking form. A person that came out of that shadow. His hair was a pure white, like what I would imagine the color of an angel's wings to look like. A cold stare directed my way from his dark colored eyes. The shape of his lips were twisted in a grimace that told me to leave.
"Miyoung!" I could hear my mother call from back at the house.
"Who are you?" I just managed to whisper.
The man only narrowed his eyes, as if he expected something else from me.
"Run," he told me. His voice echoed in the silo. The sound ran over my skin, creating goose-bumps and chills shuttering throughout my body.
I held my breath. "From what?"
"Me."
