lightwood69

I woke up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by grass. I slowly stood up, my bones creaking like the inner workings of an old clock. I rubbed out the kink in my neck as I looked around. Just an empty field, the sun was darker, muskier than normal. Like I was standing in a sepia setting, the grass around me was brown, dead. Dry mouthed, I attempted to speak; nothing. Sighing inaudibly, I started walking through the waist high foliage. I craned my neck and narrowed my eyes against the dull light, I noticed a large house in the distance. I switched to a trot as my curiosity took over. I stepped onto the creaky, broken porch, knocking on the d