Literature
Fabricated World Part 2
Leah blinked, barely able to see in the dark. Was she seeing things, or was there actually writing on the wall? As her eyes adjusted, she could make out hurriedly written words on the wall.
"COME LEAH." she read aloud.
Leah shivered with excitement; this was become more and more like a horror story!
Obeying the words, Leah continued down the hallway, pink rose in hand. She came across a door with a small table in front of it. On the table was a vase. Pausing briefly, Leah placed her rose in the vase.
"There, it looks much better now!" she smiled as she carefully slid the table aside so that she could reach the door.
Opening the door, all Lea