05 July 2012

Part 5: Silly but chilly

Suddenly her world fell into place like a magnetic puzzle, each piece slipping back to form a crystal clear picture of her present. Her door had not moved nor did it give any hint of evil, her passage way rotated no more and the music she had believed to be an epic interlude to her life was nothing more than a vivid thought in her flailing mind.
She got up and rushed to her bedroom, and threw open her wardrobe door. Hastily she put warmer clothes on, boots and a beanie. Was she late for her appointment? She didn’t even remember the time the receptionist had given her, this was totally the last time she was buying that shit from that one eyed creepy man.
Grabbing her keys and handbag she headed for the front door, she opened the door and peeked at the weather outside. Chilly and mother flipping cold greeted her face. It was dark too, which was weird, but she didn’t really expect anything else from winters gloom and doom vibes. She closed and locked the door, then proceeded to make her way to the driveway she had parked her car in. Then, as such things tend to happen; a wave of insane town came home behind her eyes and greeted her like a friendly yet unwelcomed neighbour.

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