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    612-822-4611

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Lady: The Way of Things sometimes

Lady: The Way of Things sometimes

Clark, Cynthia

Paperback

Series: Annihilation, Book 11

General Fiction

ISBN10: 1544165803
ISBN13: 9781544165806
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Feb 26 2017
Pages: 128
Weight: 0.40
Height: 0.27 Width: 5.98 Depth: 9.02
Language: English
The corridor was long; endless. The further I walked the longer it became. My legs felt as if they would break off from so much walking. I dare not stop. I could not stop. I do not remember how I got here, just that I was here. Underground? Above ground? Everything was white. So, bright that it hurt my eyes. I started to shiver. Once started I could not stop. Cold. So, cold. Especially my feet. I looked down. Where were my boots? My socks? My bare feet were almost purple from the cold. Or was it circulation loss? I rubbed my arms to ward off the chill. I had no sleeves. A hospital gown? Why? I was not sick. I was not hurt. HERO, HELP ME, I cried. I could feel the tears drowning me. No. It was not tears drowning me, but water. I tried to yell again but water held my mouth. I struggled I tried to swallow the water, but there was way too much. I tried to spit it out, but it kept coming back. I could not see. I tried to open my eyes, but they would not open. But it made no sense. How could I be walking the long corridor and drowning at the same time? I felt the beat of my heart and knew I lived, but how?

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