The Ghosts of Mertland by C. Dennis Moore

Author:C. Dennis Moore [Moore, C. Dennis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781492143802
Google: AJ6ingEACAAJ
Goodreads: 18928903
Publisher: Shrine Keepers Publishing
Published: 2013-08-10T07:00:00+00:00

She closed the door behind her then turned around to see where she was. She hadn’t recognized the layout inside so this wasn’t William Cooper where Mandy had gone to school. She didn’t recognize the outside of the building, nor could she see anything of the neighborhood to help her figure out where she was.

A Spring breeze blew, carrying the scent of open air, green grass and freedom.

The ground wasn’t concrete like she’d expected, but manicured grass with bushes along the wall. She looked into the dark and saw a basketball court forty feet away, with a small play area across from that. Further on, she saw trees. This wasn’t a school playground.

“Where am I?” she asked. She turned to look at the building again. It was brick on the outside, several stories high. Looking to the left and right, it was a wide building. She backed away to try to take in the entire building, looking up and up until it seemed the structure was all there was in the world, as high and as wide as she could see.

She saw the door she’d come out of and thought it looked strange somehow. She couldn’t place what it was about it at first, then she saw it. There was a small rectangular window above the handle. It hadn’t been there when she came out.

She went to the window and cupped her hands around her eyes trying to see inside. All she made out was a double set of stairs, one going up two or three steps to a hallway she couldn’t make out, and another going down, to where she couldn’t tell.

This wasn’t the way she’d come out, but it was the only door she saw.

She pulled the handle but it was locked.

She looked around again, trying to see into the darkness, sure there was someone out there watching her. She felt the eyes on her like fingers walking up and down her ribs. Phantom hands grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into the nothingness, swallowing her up with a futile scream escaping her lips.

Suddenly every creak was a footstep, every breeze a breath in her ear. Every shadow was a figure coming out of the dark. Mandy ran along the building, heading for the corner, just trying to get away from those woods. If this was a school, there was a street, and on a street were houses. No schools she’d ever heard of were built in the middle of nowhere; they built schools in neighborhoods. So she ran, searching for whatever salvation the world was willing to offer.

“I’ll figure out where I am,” she mumbled. “Then call Katie to come pick me up.”

She’d spend the night at Katie’s again and go back to the Home in the light of day to get her car. And her purse, which she realized she’d left sitting on the bench inside the front door.

But she had her phone this time.

She pulled it from her pocket. No missed calls or texts from Sam.

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