Ashley stood by the foot of the stairs, hesitating momentarily. She looked up the staircase, each case reminding her how familiar it used to be. The room suddenly began to close in on her. The large space became too small.
The hairs on her skin stood. Goosebumps adorn her body. Her breath quickened and her body quivered with cold chills.
She shut her eyes, lifted her dress and took one step up. She clutched to the mass of her dress too tightly as waves of memories hit her.
It was torturing. But she didn't stop.
She continued, climbing on with a racing heart. The beating of her heart overshadowed the soft music that echoed from the lower floor.
For the first time after six long years, thick fear filled her guts. But not once did she consider stopping.
She charged, matched forward,
