Claire’s story continues in
Sunset Rubies
Darkness itself is not to be feared, but when it is your only companion in the deepest blackest tunnel of hell words cannot define the amount of trepidation that twists the mind and torments the soul. Thin, damp air constricts the lungs. In the distance sounds of moaning and screams are your only companions, but never for long. Sooner or later their voices grow quiet as they wither away and perish; unable to withstand the anguish of their sins.
But not her. Never her.
The days and nights run together and there is no distinguishing one from the other. Slowly madness threatens to overtake her, but whatever reprieve it may have brought is always taken away when her mind refuses to find refuge in the insanity waiting on the other side of
