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Darren: Chapter 3.
The bigger the Keep became, the bigger the rock in my stomach grew. With every step, the dread and panic intensified. Memories and images of a past I was trying to forget, kept flashing through my mind.
The harsh laugh that could draw goosebumps from my corpse, the sound of nails scraping on a chalkboard, and grey eyes that haunted my sleep.
“Woah, I’ve never seen the King’s Keep before. Is this where you lived, man?” Aspen exclaimed.
“It’s massive,” Ashleigh agreed, not untrue. The stone castle was far bigger than need be. The halls too wide, the corridors too long, and the cellars too dark. Especially when…
No, I wasn’t allowed to think back to those times. I got out, I escaped her claws. I was a different person now, I was no longer a boy. I was a man. I glanc
