Tuesday, April 12, 2011
(Amazon , Goodreads)
"And then the whispering begins. It is the same whispering I heard the night before coming to the Dark Room. But this time it's threatening, as if warning me off, telling me to go back. A cold sweat breaks out on my brow, and I begin to tremble. No, not tremble. Shake. I shake so violently my teeth begin to clatter before I sink to the floor in front of the rug. A small voice of self-preservation shouts at me to leave, to forget about the Dark Room altogether.
But I must see for myself. I must."
Skittles and Lemonade,
Posted by Riley at 1:57 PM