• She knew that only the light at the end of the tunnel could guide her.
    Feeling
    Touching
    Grabbing
    The walls slippery as the sparkle of water itself
    Never had she been surrounded by fear it self tearing at her skin
    Letting the dark grasp her but she knew she needed the light
    Twisted, evil, beastly hands grabbed at her with their
    slimy
    greasy
    black
    foul
    claws.