That morning was average for two teenage girls who were about to go shopping. That was until we reached the front door, of course. Holly and I failed to remember what we'd done the night before because we stayed up so damn late.
At this point we were scoffing down our breakfast, you can't shop 'til you drop on an empty stomach, right? We raced to the door with smiles that reached our foreheads and grabbed our coats.
Holly was still shoving on her shoes when I'd opened the door. I stepped in to a deep brown puddle of rain water, it was so deep it never ended. As I looked down, it appeared black and red, swaying with the hedge, it was no longer a puddle, it was a dry pit. Fast footsteps followed me, Holly grabbed on to the bottom right corner of my jacket in desperation to help me back up… But my black leather jacket escaped her grip, I continued to fall. Holly decided to jump in after me. It felt like an inconvenient fall to wonderland if you were to ask me.
Holly was a lot thinner than me so she dropped faster, if I hadn't of grabbed her hand at the right moment she'd of passed me completely, even though this is the most serious thing I'd ever been a part of, Holly and I treat anything and everything like a competition. No matter what happened to us.
The horror game instincts kicked in immediately when I began thinking I was gonna get impaled if I ever stopped falling, that is. I could tell Holly was thinking the same thing. Something about the look on her face, made her seem like she was about to cry and start screaming.
"Holly," I bellowed. "Whatever happens… just know that… that I will pro… protect you…"
"THANKS, ANNA, I… I NEED YOU TO REALISE…" Holly had tears in her eyes, the sight of this had awoken my feelings. "I AM THE BIGGEST MARKIPLIER FAN THERE EVER IS… AND YOU'RE NOT ON MY WILL… OOPSIE!"
The silence was unbearable, apart from the wind blowing in my ears, nothing was said. It went in to pitch black darkness.
And then, I stopped falling…