The Unwanted Chapter One: Chains
Cool metal touched my hand, wrapped around my wrist. my hair stood on end, goosebumps rose up and down my arms. Through the darkness the faint outline of the metal door was barely visible. Though my eyes were adjusted to the darkness I couldn't see a thing. The others were all asleep, I should be too. With that realization my grip on the cold metal chain tightened. I pulled it slowly across my bed, catching the links before they hit the floor. Moving slowly I gently set the chain on the floor and stepped toward the doorway. The darkness was thick with silence that made it hard to breath. The door was right there, almost in reach, only a few more steps. My hand reached out, seeking the smooth surface of the door. Just as I was almost there, a voice reached my ears. "--open the door." a gruff voice murmured. I was trapped. I couldn't move, I couldn't hide. I was as good as dead. My feet...