Black Holes: A Narrative Fiction

She felt a chill run down her spine as she had a sense that someone was watching her from afar. Slowly turning to look behind her, she looked out in the distance of the woods by her house. When she felt certain that no one was there she proceeded the rest of the way to her front door.

Chris raised his glass high in the air, sloshing a little bit down his arm. Dan chuckled as he raised his as well, along with Louise, Cat, and PJ.

“Are you alright?” Bass asked, squatting down beside her as he tucked a blanket around her, looking at the sweat on her brow in concern.

Exiting the kitchen, she walked beside Cole along the rocky path. He knew not to speak, lest Levi hear through the raised window.

Although Audra wanted to remain alert and enjoy the ride to the seaside home, drowsiness claimed her and she nodded off with her head resting against Maxen’s shoulder. She was vaguely aware of him pulling up their blanket up to her chin, but then fell into a deep slumber with peace in her heart and the welcome sense she was loved and protected.

She strained to catch the conversation, willing the judge to leave, praying he’d take his two sons with him—then she could escape.

Suddenly, a cracking sound vibrated from a cluster of shadow-cloaked trees. Throwing a frantic glance at the forest, she began running. Guided by blind panic, she tripped and fell, but fear pushed her upright and forward.

With not another second, she followed her mother's orders. She jumped to her bookshelf, and she cautiously took her necklace to her neck and her ring to her middle finger. She turned around and was whisked out the door by her mother.

And what’s that supposed to mean? Thin lips purse and Han’s heart has yet to steady, probably can’t since it’s so hot and humid and unimaginably hard to breathe. The humidity weighing down on his lungs drains the energy out of his body, so he slides down to sit, wiping off the sweat gathered on his forehead and blinking away the stinging blur when perspiration repeatedly rolls down his forehead and straight into his frinkin' eyes. This place is hell. It’s gotta be. However, the transient notion of standing as high up as Teshin, where the breeze must blow cool, appeals to him. Thus, began Han’s climb up.

Thank you for providing me with a very interesting and amusing experience over the last few days. I have really enjoyed our time together, particularly the end of the night.

I walk into the secret annex and all I hear is Mrs.Vaan Daan screaming bloody murder, and into where i hear the shrieks of pure terror and agony. I wounder what is going on? It was so loud i almost forgot that they were trying to hide. I heard the wails of

She makes a face, hopefully allowing him to see how scared she was, and followed her mother, leaving the creepy man behind. She didn't see him turn around to look at her again as they went in different directions.

She quickly walked out of the huge house and saw Casey talking to the stable boy. His fearful eyes portrayed a complex frightening, that she was eager to avoid. When the boy say the lady he lowered his head and his eyes.

She suddenly shivered as Katherine lightly trailed her fingers over her sides, gazing into her similar doe eyes. Her heart nearly jumped from her chest as Katherine revealed,

I crawled toward the edge and pointed at the pressing house. “Jacob, look.” Two cars were racing up the bumpy trail. One drove about half way up and parked sideways, effectively blocking the path, and only exit off the hill. The other parked behind it as an additional barrier.