The darkness is complete
and absolute.
I keep moving forward, at
least I think I am.
I can’t see Nora, but I
can feel her weight in my arms.
I can hear the others,
yelling for each other.
I fumble with my bag,
finding a flashlight I had grabbed back at the department store. I hit the
switch.
It still works.
The darkness is like
smoke, swirling and swallowing the beam of the light in front of me.
Things are moving around
me. I can’t see them.
I keep moving
forward. I have no choice.
I find the wall, and use
it as my guide. It grounds me, gives me
a way to move.
I hear a low growl, and I
freeze.
My breath catches in my
throat.
I see a face in front of
me, twisted and demonic. It smiles.
“Deus occultus!”
It’s voice is a shriek.
It watches me for a
moment, and then it’s gone, and I’m running even faster.
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