Half Souls

They walked towards the house, as it began to rain. Behind them, the remains of their car burnt mildly, until the rain put out the fire. Cynthia looked at Sam and then at the house. They were stranded, but the house didn’t seem like an option she should take.

The house stood a few feet off the road. It stood tall, casting an imposing shadow on the trees that stood to its right.

Lightning struck and lit up the house for a second. Cynthia grabbed onto Sam’s hand. The vines that curled round the house scared her.

“I don’t like the feel of this place,” Cynthia said.

Sam looked at her and saw the fear in her eyes. He smiled.

“There’s no need to fear,” he replied. He tried to assure her that she was safe.

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