I wish I hadn't said anything. It turns out that being bound, bleeding and blindfolded is much worse than the damp tunnel. How did this happen you ask? This is what happens when curiosity overrules your brain. I don't know about curiosity killing the cat , but it could definitely be leading to my demise . Apparently I was trespassing in some place called Evermore. I definitely don't remember that from any of my geography classes. Maybe I'm dreaming, it's one hell of a dream but maybe? Nope. The pain in my side is to sharp to be a dream. I don't think my captor meant to hurt me but I have blood running down my side , not much but enough to know that he definitely did. Anyway I have no choice now but to see where this goes.
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Behind the door
Non-FictionLayla lives in a mansion and knows all the knocks and crannies. or so she thought. A mystery door and a whole new side of the house lead to adventures of love and new beliefs. (This is an original story)
