Chapter Four

EVELEEN'S POV

     My eyes saw a bizarre unfamiliar ceiling. It was without paint dark wooden roof. I wandered my eyes in the room. It was a wooden house. My head was in pain. I pressed it with my fingers to block the pain. My mind was recalling the sight. My eyes widened, breath got shaky. His falling sight covered my sight. I heaved a deep shaky sigh. Heartbeat began to pound in my ears. Tears stung in my eyes, " Duante! " I squealed with tears rolling down my eyes. I hurtled the cover away from me. I surged toward the wooden door. It was an old house. I turned the knob. I couldn't open it. I beat the door with my both hands. It was juggling with the effect of my hand's force on it, " Open it. Let me out. " I said loudly in my crack voice. I hit the old door again, " Please, let me out. " I sobbed. 

      I heard footsteps out of the door. I hiccuped and took one step back. I waited for it to open. I was hoping it woul