My steps came slow and unsteady as if I were carefully walking through unfamiliar territory.
First one then another, tiny and without direction, moving toward… looking for… I just didn’t know.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 32)
Written by Edward Roads
Scattered thoughts were laden with the unknown as I desperately clung to a rapidly fading glimmer of confidence.
With a dusty dry mouth and outstretched sleepwalking-like arms, I reflexively swallowed and began moving forward.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 28)
Written by Edward Roads
In the darkness, about twenty feet away, I saw what appeared to be two rapidly swirling clouds of dust.
I glanced up the staircase and momentarily gained a sense of solace from what was now my only source of light.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 25)
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
A terrible taste in my mouth caused me to cough out the musty air.
When I opened my eyes, the hair on the back of my neck stood straight up.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 21)
Written by Edward Roads
I managed to get to my feet by reaching out for, then bracing myself against, that same wall.
Still dazed, I reluctantly closed my eyes and quietly took a deep breath.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 18)
Written by Edward Roads
At the bottom, where the staircase meets the floor, I double-stepped and fell forward.
Laying on my back, after deflecting off the wall, I realized there was no longer any light.
(Side story began at Mytwosentences 12).
Written by Edward Roads
Half asleep and in bare feet, I descended the rug covered stairs with a thumping heart in my chest.
A dusty 40 watt failed to provide enough of a path to the baffling noise that woke me up in the first place.
Written by Edward Roads
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