Please don't be locked, please don't be locked!
Crashing into the door, I clumsily grabbed onto the doorknob and yanked. To my utter relief it retched opened, greeting me with a fresh breeze and bird song.
Nature had never seemed so beautiful.
And I hated that.
Trees lined the horizon in every direction visible, the house located smack bang in the middle of a nature reserve. There was a long arse road stretching onward for what looked like eternity, with rows of massive pine trees lining either side for as far as the eye could see.
Okay, I know for a fact Twilight had a Hell of a lot of trees in it.
Unable to stop I carried on through the door, frantically scanning the driveway and spotting a Landover parked a couple of dozen feet away. If I could make it to that I could probably use
