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"Threshold"

Presence: Threshold Chapter 2  by Jakespeare

She stood up rigidly straight, taking the total environment in as she did. The first thing she noticed was the cold. Of course. It was always cold here, even back then. It was more than a subtle or moderate chill, this was an eerie, ominous frost that that stole the heat from your soul. The next point of interest was the altar, or what was left of it. All that remained of the once massive marble was a wide stump with a jagged top, surrounded by hundreds of dusty chunks. Mold covered the ceiling and the walls, the monumental stained glass windows had long laid in pieces, buried in rubble. The majority of the pews were destroyed, burned or broken, and strewn throughout the grand building.

She didn't hear anything, not the wind, not an animal that might have taken shelter there, it seemed all life and nature itself had abandoned this forsaken place along with her. She couldn't even hear her own breath, started to fall back, but steadied herself against the door frame for support as she regained her composure. She stood up tall again and took another, more observant look around. There was no one else there. She didn't plan on waiting. Afraid or not, just being in that place was starting to take a toll on her sanity.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" she called out. The shrill noise of a door with rusty hinges being jerked open made her flinch. She looked over cautiously, mentally preparing for anything. She saw what she had been looking for, and let out a slow, relieved sigh. It was him, all was well. They made eye contact, and he gave her a weak smile that could only mean "thanks for coming".

"Cal! What were you doing in that decrepit confessional?" He started to make his was toward her briskly, obviously uninterested in answering, but she knew he would.

"Believe it or not, the atmosphere is a little less foreboding in there," he replied. "Sorry if I startled you," He stopped a few feet in front of her and put the weak smile on again.

"Yeah a little. Then again I've been sorta startled since I stepped through the door," she said. She threw him a mixed look of discomfort and frustration as he glanced over his shoulder. He returned his gaze to her, looking slightly hesitant.

"Do you want to leave?" he asked.

"Come on Cal, that's a stupid question," she responded annoyed.

"I bet you must have a few question of your own," he said. She did. She looked him straight in the eyes.

"Why are we here?"

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Date created: July 15, 2011
Date published: July 15, 2011
Comments: 2
Tags: threshold
Word Count: 500
Times Read: 189
Story Length: 2
Children Rank: 3.1/5.0 (2 votes)