The darkness - a source of adventure. Of excitement. Of nightmares. Of pain. It all depends on who you ask. Noelle would certainly think it's the latter two, after what was done to her. Surely things would end better for her... without the dark? Without the fantasy? Without the nightmare?
But is it really that simple? Will things really end better for anyone, or will the nightmare merely bleed out into the waking world?
The staircase stretches out infinitely and the darkness presses in on every side.
Every step sounds like a gunshot in Kris’s ears, or a cannon going off.
The smell of oil is oppressive, they can practically taste it.
There’s someone walking besides them. Someone they don’t want to look at. Someone that scares them.
‘Kris…’ The figure says. Kris doesn’t look.
‘Kris…’ It says again. Slowly, Kris turns to look.
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