Into Oblivion ~ By Sophia

Nutmeg Summers walked down the rough pavement to her house. When she reached the old brass gate, she saw a sack of coins. She pulled her red hair away from her face, took a coin, and turned it thrice in hand. A gold ladder appeared after a bright, red, flash of light. Nutmeg started to climb, although she felt a strange, sinking feeling. Nutmeg was sinking, fast, into the pavement. She tried to call out, but it was a soundless whisper. Hands thrashing and scrabbling, she found it was hopeless, so Nutmeg unwillingly gave up, letting the darkness envelope her…

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