Don't Talk!
I felt something warm at my feet. I stretched out, half asleep. My feet touched something gooey. I shot up, moving the blanket out of the way. I couldn't see anything in the darkness. My hands fumbled for the light. I looked down and-- I was...
The Door
I walk by the large door again; this time, stopping to stare at it. It's a large sullen looking stone frame enveloped the heavy iron door. It's single window, a ornate design made from stained glass, was blocked from curious eyes by the other side....