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212 Anima Street
Nora watched as the removal van pulled up outside her house, coming to a stop in her driveway. The driver opened the door and jumped down, landing in the garden. She hissed as he made his way to the front door, trampling the ground cover under his steel-capped boots.Shaking her head, Nora sped to the door, opening it just as the man reached for the doorbell. He jumped back in shock, Nora could hear his heart pounding in his chest. The sound was welcoming to her. “You must be Miss Nora Blanchard,” he said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. “You’re stuff’s in the van.”It had been a...
Change of Power
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”“Surely it does count.”“It can’t count if you’re not around to see the changes!”“Look around, tell me what you see.”“Well, the alley is filled with garbage. The sky is grey. The people live in squaller. Everything is in decay. What else is there?”“Son, you only see with your eyes. I only see with my heart. That is why it will count. One day you will see. You will see that each www.onedoor.ccpart of this world has more to it than the ways your eyes perceive it. There is hope in this alley, the sky and these people.”“But it’s too late, Father. You of a...
The Dead in Denver
“Star’s look nice, huh?” Denver’s eyes wander to Lea’s in a silent plea. Her head perks to the noise, but she barely acknowledges him. Gripping the fabric of his jeans on both knees, he lowers his gaze. That was the last attempt he had in him. Now there’s just silence clinging to the stale tension separating them.Run.He furrows his brow. For a long time, the voices were only whispers. Why now?Run.She’ll kill you.Biting down on his bottom lip, Denver glares across the yard—the graveyard. This was Lea’s idea. She wanted to see their sister’s grave before they moved. At the time, it seemed a good...
Into The Wilds
Each person in line walked tied together by the chains around their wrists. Each link of chain that circled her skin outlined the scars that got Dinah into this contest. She dared not take her eyes off the feet in front of her, but heard each shuffle of bare feet on hard ground behind her as they walked in silence. She hardly breathed as they were led into the huge arena that would decide their fate. The metal barred double doors loomed like an armory. The guards instructed them to stand in a line next to each other against the wall as they locked the doors behind them. Dinah intertwined her ...