Once out in the main foyer again, the girl stood and panted. This place was strange, stranger than anything she had ever encountered. Stranger still was what she heard… or didn’t hear.
A silence had fallen over the mansion. Not a sound. She couldn’t hear wind, rattling, creaking… nothing of the wolf-thing outside. She couldn’t even hear herself. She yelled, yelling frantically, but no sound came. She could feel the words leave her mouth, nothing caught in her throat, but no sound, not even her breath as she gasped. She looked around frantically, stumbling and knocking over a chair before she stopped, standing in front of the dark hallway. It seemed so dark, yet there was light at the end… just at the end. She could make out a door, light coming from around the frame, but that only seemed to reach so far. It didn’t seem that long, a short distance to get to that light at the end.
She took a step forward, then another. As her shoe touched the threshold to the hallway a gust of wind whipped out of it, pushing her back, pushing the spilled chair over the floor and even knocking the chandelier to the floor. She didn’t hear the crash, though she probably couldn’t over the sound of the wind. She heard that very well. Still with nowhere else to go, she pressed forward, pushing into the wind, making her way into the hall. It was hard at first, her cloak whipping back, her steps slow, but persistent. Each step she planted her foot, pulling her other forward, planting it firmly. The wind pressed on her body, threatening to knock her over as she leaned forward and tried her breast to walk. She felt as though she had gotten far, her legs shaking from the amount the strength needed to move forward just one step. As she dragged her leg forward for the next the wind stopped, making the force she was using too much and she stumbled forward. She panted and it echoed softly.
Hearing the sound echo in the hall made her happy, it made her make a little more noise, then a little more. As she sighed in soft relief she took a moment to look around and realize something. The door with the light at the end seemed no closer than when she started, yet the hall was completely black on the other end… no sign of the foyer behind her. Nothing but darkness surrounded her, and the light from the door didn’t seem to reach any further into the darkness. She couldn’t feel anything around her, not even the walls she was so sure would be there, just the floor beneath her feet. She swallows and moved forward, walking at a normal then brisk pace, starting to hurry towards the door as the darkness seemed to press upon her a little more. It seemed no closer, no matter how much she hurried. Then she stumbled to the floor, on her hands and knees panting as she closed her eyes tightly. “Please…”
The word came from her lips and she wasn’t sure why she said it, she was just so tired. As she sighed and lifted her head, there was the door, right before her face, the light practically glowing from the cracks. She pushed herself up, standing before the door, reaching her hand out slowly and placing it on the knob. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she turned the knob slowly.
A silence had fallen over the mansion. Not a sound. She couldn’t hear wind, rattling, creaking… nothing of the wolf-thing outside. She couldn’t even hear herself. She yelled, yelling frantically, but no sound came. She could feel the words leave her mouth, nothing caught in her throat, but no sound, not even her breath as she gasped. She looked around frantically, stumbling and knocking over a chair before she stopped, standing in front of the dark hallway. It seemed so dark, yet there was light at the end… just at the end. She could make out a door, light coming from around the frame, but that only seemed to reach so far. It didn’t seem that long, a short distance to get to that light at the end.
She took a step forward, then another. As her shoe touched the threshold to the hallway a gust of wind whipped out of it, pushing her back, pushing the spilled chair over the floor and even knocking the chandelier to the floor. She didn’t hear the crash, though she probably couldn’t over the sound of the wind. She heard that very well. Still with nowhere else to go, she pressed forward, pushing into the wind, making her way into the hall. It was hard at first, her cloak whipping back, her steps slow, but persistent. Each step she planted her foot, pulling her other forward, planting it firmly. The wind pressed on her body, threatening to knock her over as she leaned forward and tried her breast to walk. She felt as though she had gotten far, her legs shaking from the amount the strength needed to move forward just one step. As she dragged her leg forward for the next the wind stopped, making the force she was using too much and she stumbled forward. She panted and it echoed softly.
Hearing the sound echo in the hall made her happy, it made her make a little more noise, then a little more. As she sighed in soft relief she took a moment to look around and realize something. The door with the light at the end seemed no closer than when she started, yet the hall was completely black on the other end… no sign of the foyer behind her. Nothing but darkness surrounded her, and the light from the door didn’t seem to reach any further into the darkness. She couldn’t feel anything around her, not even the walls she was so sure would be there, just the floor beneath her feet. She swallows and moved forward, walking at a normal then brisk pace, starting to hurry towards the door as the darkness seemed to press upon her a little more. It seemed no closer, no matter how much she hurried. Then she stumbled to the floor, on her hands and knees panting as she closed her eyes tightly. “Please…”
The word came from her lips and she wasn’t sure why she said it, she was just so tired. As she sighed and lifted her head, there was the door, right before her face, the light practically glowing from the cracks. She pushed herself up, standing before the door, reaching her hand out slowly and placing it on the knob. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she turned the knob slowly.
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