LunardreamerEmy

Fear shook my whole being when I set my eyes upon a room darker than my shadow world. The only sound I heard was the crisp yet dragging click of an old grandfather clock. Everything was still…unmoving…dead. The gaps between the ticks felt like eternity, each click sending an everlasting echoe throughout the large room. My heartbeat waited for each tick before beating, making the time seem to pass agonizingly slow. But as the screeching sound of fingernails on glass ripped through the area, my heart took off on a high speed chase. I slammed my palms against my ears and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the blood-chillin