Softly, her feet barely touching the floor, she walked the long corridor to his room. The stone floors gleamed in the sinister light of the moon that filtered through the long case windows. Her chest knotted up. She knew better than to be out here for the dark purpose she was wandering for. It wasn't right. It wasn't proper. But she needed it. She desired it. Every fiber in her soul lunged out into the darkness and urned for just one sweet, sinful bite. Then sh would be off th stuff for good.
That was a false promise.
The masonry rework was shoddy the closer she got to his room. The building had to have been well over a couple centuries old - and still livable, to her surprise.
Thump.
Thump.
The beat of her own heart throbbed achingly between her ears. Was this her little voice telling her to turn and run? He couldn't love you. Why are you doing this? He wll turn you away. But he invited you. His eyes begged you to throw your inhibitions away...
Damn.
Footsteps. And they're coming closer.
She searches frantically in the seething darkness for some kind of shelter. Nothing. Either she could risk being caught and have to explain herself for the remainder of her stay or she could dive into his room and run the risk of being shunned away. Which was worse? She couldn't tell. Breath, caught in her trachea kept her from finding the oxygen she needed.
Do it, Mina!
Just go in!
JUST DO IT!
