Thursday, May 21, 2009

Finding Nowhere: Prologue

Emerging from a densely covered path, the couple stood motionless. After trekking for miles in a tunnel of green, there was a sudden opening to a large field. The field was no surprise; it was the cabin at the edge of the field that gave them an unnatural chill. They only knew what their emotions could tell them: This is not right.

It seemed as though the trees themselves were screaming not to enter, but they were drawn by a force even stronger than curiosity.

They crossed the field and approached the cabin. It appeared as though it had been built by hand decades ago.

His wife followed with reluctant faith as he brushed the cobwebs away from the frame. Mesmerized, he opened the door and disappeared into the shadows.

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