Darkness, pitch black darkness
with the help of the little light spilling through the opened door from behind behind her, she could see what seemed to be the beginning of a corridor but what worried her the most was the fact that before she even saw, she already knew what it was. The walls of corridor where made of strange looking bricks with runes embedded in them, she couldn't see it as beyond the insufficient light was thick darkness but she knew with a strong conviction that it was there.
The voice beyond the door had finally stopped but she didn't need it to be there as whatever force residing at the end of the corridor seemed to be pulling her in with it's eerie allure. As if finally submitting to it, she continued walking down the corridor.
Every step she took felt more and more frightening and it wasn't just as a result of her senses being in high alert but also of the fact that she was currently experiencing a strong sense of deja vu. She felt like she knew this place, knew it intimately which didn't make sense as she had never been here before. She walked along with certainty that she wasn't in danger in anyway which surprised her greatly because the turmoil In her head was way too much for the calm exterior she was putting on.
She eventually saw an open space with moonlight streaming in after walking for what seem like ages, as she approached it she suddenly got extremely nervous, perhaps even scared with every approaching step she took, and the feeling only intensified wen she saw the silhouette of a man in what seemed to be a garden, who ever he was, he stood there still and unmoving. stepping into the garden and walking up to him, she about to say something wen she noticed him move and turn his body to face her. A gasp escaped her lips wen she came face to face with maroon coloured eye's..
It was him.....
But it couldn't be it wasn't possible, she took a step backwards she had to be mistaken it wasn't possible, deep in thought she didn't notice him take a step closer to her
"hello little rose" the sound of His voice snapped her rumination, staring back at him she opened her mouth to utter an apology wen she realised something
That voice... oh no.
This is bad, without another word she turned around and took to her heels