Scarlet walked up the stairs, it was as if she was walking in someone else’s body. She didn’t know where she was going exactly but was following a familiar smell. She turned the doorknob and walked into the little room. It was a bedsitter just like her own, but this wasn’t her home.
The scent was getting stronger and made her mouth water. She walked towards the bed and stopped at the foot of the bed. She watched as the blue flower-patterned cover slightly rose and fell. She could feel the warmth from the bed, and most of all hear the slow rhythmic sound. It was like slow drumming and the rushing of a river.
It was like she was floating towards the sound. She sat and pulled the cover down from the warm body. She leaned in towards it and took a sniff. It was like a drug but this high was d
