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The Fear
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By Julio Angel Ortiz

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The Fear

Julio Angel Ortiz

Vox Camera Ltd.

Smashwords Edition

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

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On the fringes of Charlotte’s consciousness, she heard a strange calling, like a bird drowning in anguish.

She startled awake, and took in her surroundings. Darkness. Charlotte’s hand reflexively glided across the aged wood floor. Charlotte found the ridges and divots comforting in an unusual way. She began to sit up, and as she did so, Charlotte found her eyes adjusting to the darkness.

She was in a large room. She could scarcely make out a table, and several chairs at various points in the room. One was tipped over. For the first time Charlotte noticed the windows along the walls, and the moon obscured by a passing cloud. There was a hutch, and a few plates and knickknacks hung along the wall. Somewhere in the darkness, a clock was blazing its circular path. Something shifted in the darkness.

Charlotte was not alone.