Snippet #1935372

Blinking rapidly, two grey eyes cast a desperate look around. Alien surroundings were all that they discovered. The warmth of neither her apartment, nor the pristine street on which she resided could be seen. Evelyn Mae O'Callaghan felt her heartbeat quicken. All she could hear was the blooding pumping in her ears and feel her lungs heaving with every laboured breath. Panic encased her chest and fear gripped at her heart. What on earth had happened to her? Thinking back, she tried hard to remember the course of events that had preceded this. At first, she struggled to place the memories, each one slipping from her grasp. After a few moments of lying there, concentrating her mind, she fitted them into the correct order.

It had been a normal day. Evelyn had woken as normal, prepared for work as normal. She'd been leaving her apartment, car keys in hand, intending to grab a coffee before work. Upon opening the front door there was a blinding light, then darkness and a sensation of falling. It had felt like she would endlessly fall through a darkened void. Perhaps she would never stop falling. Perhaps she would forever remain that way, doomed to never lay eyes upon the light again. But finally, she had wrenched her eyes open and found herself lying face down in dirt, certainly not the floor of her apartment. Had she fallen unconscious? Had she had some kind of funny turn? If so, how had she ended up here?

Forcing herself to sit upright, Evelyn took a deep breath, the sound of blood in her ears fading slowly with every mouthful of air. Pushing her silky black hair from her even paler face, she bit her bottom lip hard. It was with caution that she raised her head enough to look around. She was able to see more from her new vantage point, but it did little to assist her on her whereabouts for she had never seen such a place. The dirt was actually a path, a crossroads to be precise. She had been about four feet from landing in a rather prickly looking shrub, one that she did not recognise. Wait, landing? Was she even sure that had been the case? Perhaps, she was dreaming…

Other than herself, she noticed various others clambering to their feet, some looking just as confused as she was. They seemed to be heading towards an Inn or Pub that had been nestled from Evelyn's view until she got to her feet. They all looked fairly normal. Well, what did she expect? For them to have tentacles or three heads? Or even to have features like a wolf? It was foolish to think that way, they were nothing but average humans. So why did Evelyn's skin begin to prickle with unease. Ignoring the feeling and brushing the dirt from her pale blue blouse and black trousers, she followed suit, her body tense and ready to spring into action. Or to run. It was yet to be decided. Her eyes never stopped moving, her fingernail digging into the smooth pink flesh of her palm.

Halting for a second at the door, she considered turning and walking away. No, she needed help. Perhaps they had a phone she could use, seeing as hers had been in her handbag, which clearly was nowhere to be seen. Carefully, she pressed her hands to the rough wooden doors and pushed it open.

A tirade of noise suddenly assaulted Evelyn's ears. She staggered slightly as her eyes adjusted to the slightly dimmer light of the Inn. In front of her, a man had halted and was being addressed by a young lad. She had to do a double take. He had wolf features. A nervous laugh escaped her lips. Her worst fears had just been confirmed. Quickly, she homed in the conversation, waiting for someone to ask the obvious. Was this all just a big joke?

"....Group or are you all seperate? Or is there a middle ground? Anyone pregnant? Sorry, just need to ask for optimal comfort...".

And then...

"Ah Well child, I have association with the fine people behind me. I suppose I shall be staying for multiple nights, Alone, and privet are my reasons for being here."

Frowning, Evelyn stepped forwards, avoiding looking at the young lad for fear that she might run away screaming.

"I just need a phone and the address of this place. I want to go home. I shouldn't be here." She whispered, shaking her head as she cast another look around the Inn, spotting a gentlemen in the corner watching them. She ignored this and continued. "I have no idea what I am doing here, nor do I wish to linger in order to find out. So if you could please just point me towards your phone. I have no money, but-" Her words faltered as she finally took a deep breath and dragged her eyes upon the boy.

This was all just a little too unreal...