She was walking down the tunnel. The frozen drops of liquid
startling her at every drop. Her eyes adjusting to the darkness, she could only
make out slight shadows and tiny plays of light poking out of the walls. She
couldn't remember how she got here or where she was going. Whispers were
echoing through the tunnel. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying,
except her name was apart of it. So she journeyed on toward her name. The cold
water beneath her feet was seeping into her boots. She was shivering from the
cold. She could see the flickering of light ahead and shadows moving within it.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. The closer she got to the flickering
shadowy room she could hear faint hums like chanting.
The
cloaked figures were circled around something, all of them chanting incoherent
words and weaving back and forth. Karolyn was glued to the spot, she didn't
understand what was going on, and why was she here? Was she dreaming? And if
she was why could she feel the cold and fear so vividly. Out of the shadowy
darkness came the cries of a baby. Karolyn was startled with fear. She realized
the cries were coming from within the circle of shadowy figures.
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