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The Voice

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Once upon a time, a girl was pushed off a ledge. She fell into the catacombs beneath the city and a man’s guffaw fell with her.

“Sleep tight, princess.”

She was no princess. She was scared with skinned palms and bruised knees. She had no idea how far she’d fallen. No idea how to escape. And she only had the faintest of rumors of what roamed beneath the city.

She strained to see the man’s face, but all she could see was the glare from his glasses and the shine from his teeth.

“Please,” she said, “please just get me out of here? I want to go home. I won’t tell anyone!”

He stared silently back.

“PLEASE?” her yell echoed down the passageways.

“You’ll live longer if you’re quiet. But what fun would that be?” the man’s laugh clattered off the walls and he walked away.

The girl found her way to the wall and wrapped her arms around her knees.

“Is he gone?” the girl stifled a squeak, startled by the new voice.

“Um… I think so? Did he throw you down here, too?” the girl asked.

“I can’t remember. I think someone threw me down here. Or did I fly? Maybe you just blinked and I appeared? It’s all very fuzzy,” the new voice said.

The girl couldn’t see the voice’s face, just its outline. She couldn’t tell if it was a man or woman. It had long, dry hair and its neck was severely hunched. The girl shivered, she didn’t know if she was cold or scared.

“Here, dearie. Let’s get you away from this drafty spot,” the voice wrapped the girl in a smelly blanket. At least it was warm! The girl snuggled into it like a bat tucking in.

They wound their way down a series of corridors. The girl tried to keep track of how many lefts and rights but she quickly gave up. There would be no escaping from the way she came.


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