...It was late when I arrived home. I don’t really remember driving back. Just thoughts of rage, anger, pain, and loss. But never once did I fear. I know that I must find out what is going on and quick. I am sure I will be next or their list. Whoever “they” are. The first order of business was getting cleaned up and some new clothes.
The shower felt good. The water seemed to invigorate me and get my senses alert. Upon stepping out of the shower I was keenly aware of one thing. I was not alone. I could see a shadow in the bedroom of the female persuasion. She looked at me checked me up and down. A finger went to her lips asking for silence. Maybe 2 minutes went by and then she was gone. That was my savior. That was the one whom had pulled me from the caves. I am not sure what to think about the whole thing other than I needed answers..... (excerpt from my own novel that is still in the works)