Failure of a Fail-safe
Prologue
Dark. Not night, though. He could see a thin, pale stream of sunlight trickled through a crack in the boarded-up window. Still, it was dark. The stream of light pooled on the stone ground, brightening only a small area of the dusty room. The area had a melancholy feel to it, and bits of dust floated through the air in an unseen breeze. A few ruined books sat on the desk, as well as a long since dried up inkwell and half-written letter to no one. To whom it may concern... A pleasantry he no longer cared for. Or needed, for that matter.
This place was trapped. Lost in time. Forgotten by the rest of the world. If the world was still out there, he had no idea. For all he knew, everything he once knew outside this place had long since crumbled away. He would have done the same, had something within him that kept him going. Kept him searching. Kept him running.
The shadow. Even when he didn't see it, he knew it was there. He felt it. It hunted him constantly, but for some reason it never killed him. But he knew why.
It was waiting.
It knew.
[A/N]: It's been a long time since I posted on this website, so forgive me for any formatting weirdness or awkwardness. I should get back into the swing of things soon. Hopefully, I'll get a few people who enjoy my work. I don't update incredibly quickly, but I'll try to speed it up with shorter chapters instead of expansive long ones. It'll keep things more interesting.
Hopefully you're hooked by my little intro. If so, keep me watched - I'll have the next chapter up soon. If you didn't like it, I won't apologize for not being the best at beginnings. Stick around - you might learn to like my writing. Who knows? You might even love it.
Thanks,
Endavoir