I JUST KEEP WALKING, not really sure exactly where I'm headed but I feel a pull towards a place and I follow it.
After taking turns left and right, I finally find myself standing in front a small, old rickety looking building. It looks creepy and hunted. I don't know why I was pulled here but there must be a reason for it, I just hope it's a good one.
The door creaks open and out walks a very old woman with her back hunched and a walking stick in hand. Her entire body is shriveled and she has scanty white hair.
"I've been waiting for you dear", her raspy voice utters. "Come, come, we don't have much time". She turns and walks back inside. I'm guessing that's my cue to follow her in. And what did she mean by she's been expecting me. I don't even know her.
I follow her in and the sten
