An empty barn beckons an amateur photographer to step through its dark entrance, whispering promises of a once-in-a-lifetime shoot.
Get The Hell Out Of Here Now
That’s when the barn door slammed shout with a resounding boom. Hee hee. The loud sound felt physical to her, as if it were accompanied by a blanket being yanked down over her. A deep blackness engulfed her. Panic clutched at her thoughts, threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t see a damn thing. Get the hell out of here, Kat. Get the hell out of here now.
She heard a shuffling noise behind her, a scurrying of feet in the dirt.