Chapter 34Westley shivered. The gaping hole of Rose Hill stretched before him. Arms crossed over his chest he took a step back. Why do I always find myself here? Will I ever be free of this damned place? Things were different this time, the gloominess of the decrepit, mold covered walls bathed in a weird sickly hospital glow. Red tinged the edges of the hole and the coppery tang in the air was enough to tell him it wasn’t paint. Gooseflesh broke out over his body and his teeth chattered.
The dark figure appeared across the way, eliciting a cry from Westley. He stumbled back, the tiles like ice beneath his feet. With heart stopping certainty, he realized there was no way to escape this time. No way for him to race back to the safety of home.
A tear slipped down his cheek, soon followed by
