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I trembled. The storm was raging, and my clothes clung to my wet skin, weighing me down like a guilty conscience. I knew that I was as good as dead, even before I walked up the gravel path. As I walked up to the old rain-soaked door, I remember being very wary of my surroundings. Here it was, and it hadn't changed a bit. The streetlight turned the pavement into fireworks, and as my confidence grew, I entered the derelict building. I couldn't help but gasp in awe, or was it horror. It had a strange echo of archaic times. The memorial plaques on the wall had fallen into disrepair, and the spray painted words were imprinted across the dusty stained glass. To think, I had been a part in that some years ago. To think this place was a part of my past. ...read more.


Not as he usually was. I wondered at the time if anything was wrong, and immediately thought of Ren�e. But why tell me here, or now? I re-played our phone call in my head to try and make sense of it. "Meet me tonight... the old meeting place, midnight. Don't be late." Those words had almost definitely been rehearsed. Why? Only time would tell. My mind whirled with unpleasant thoughts of death, terror, and darkness. I became nostalgic walking around. We used to come here after school. It was where I met Gabriel. And where he met Ren�e. It was as dark, as gloomy, as cold as it ever was. I stopped. Something ELSE was inside. It was inside this building. My eyes widened, and I cautiously leapt back a step. With a small voice, I brought up enough courage to say one word. "Gabriel?" ...read more.


I noticed it was missing a shoe, with its toes curled inwards like stumps. A flash of lightning lit up its twisted face, as the candle on the pulpit flickered repeatedly like a deadly, silent laugh. I tried to scream, but nothing came out, save a small, scared whisper. Adrenaline pumped through me, my breathing became irregular and heavy. My eyes hurt as I blinked, fighting back the shock and tears and terror. There it was, terrifying, beautiful, disturbing, trapped in a different world. As I stepped back cautiously, a single boot was kicked in my path. This time I did scream. But screaming I knew would do me no good. I knew that I was trapped, helpless, and that my fate was lying in these next few moments. So hard to grasp, so terrible a thought, so ghastly a reality. Another, taller figure dressed in black stepped out into a shaft of moonlight, slicing its way through a boarded up window. "Hello Lyndsay." Lily Milton 2003 English Coursework 1 1 ...read more.

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