Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Chapter 1



Eyes flutter open. She is lying on a four poster.  The ceiling fan creaks. She panics. Sleep paralysis. 

It is a modern room if you ignore the 16th century bed sprawled across most of it. There is a picture frame on the bed side table. It is empty.

She tries to remember, to think of where she is and how she got there. But she cannot remember-

Anything. 

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