A shiver went down Charlotte’s back. Whether it was the cold or fear, she didn’t know.
Darkness surrounded Charlotte as she bit back a scream. She hated the dark. The candle didn’t make it much better. Charlotte kept turning, scared that the shadows the candle created weren’t just shadows.
Her heart pounded as she walked through the dark forest. Charlotte couldn’t stop shaking. It was as if the dark was alive, like a monster, a monster that was trying to kill her…
A massive gust of wind came. Charlotte watched in horror as the flame flickered and then went out…