A Tale of Two Choices

Dorothea rattled the door as hard as she could and then fell against it in an exhausted frustration. There was nowhere to run to. Noah bore down upon her and pulled her up by her hair.

"Now, you little minx. You were in trouble before. I can't begin to tell you what trouble you are in now. Follow me."

Noah grabbed hold of Dorothea's shoulder and lead her towards a door under the stairs that she had never been through.

"Get in there," Noah shoved Dorothea through the door and into the pitch black. She heard the door lock. She sensed that there was space next to her, that she was not just in a confined space. All she could do was to stand still and wait for what would happen next.