The monster emerged suddenly from the blackness of the seemingly peaceful night and grabbed her by the throat, waking her. Her eyes flew wide open and she gasped.
The house.
The upper floor.
The room crammed with antiques.
The pages with strange writings on them.
The bracelet.
The carnival.
The ball.
The mysterious mask.
The fear monster, its starry eyes glowing with a sinister white light, whispered these memories to her, making them flash before her eyes like a kaleidoscope gone mad.
from the vault: kaleidoscope gone mad
June 26, 2014
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