PROLOGUE

I stepped out into the clearing, the bottle in my hand. More like a vial, I told myself. I met open skies, grass and a sheer drop of a couple thousand feet to a turquoise-blue ocean.

                Should I just jump? My mind wandered as I took a step closer to the jagged edge. The forest behind me seemed to try and pull me back, as a branch snagged onto my hood and got caught. I sighed, and again got lost into thoughts.

                Lost into thoughts… that’s what had started everything. The loss of my parents, loss of my best friend, the loss of him—indeed, my mind was going to kill me one day. Today.

                I was still daydreaming when a  rush of wind briefly interrupted my thoughts. I let the thick, lazy haze of my mind engulf that alarming wind, as I began to imagine. My thoughts turned to the supernatural, and I started thinking of an Edward Cullen coming to save me, one bite from his mouth purging me into immortality…

                A wet fluid touched my leg, and I snapped back into reality. I looked, and a small dog, possibly my neighbour’s was cowering at my leg. Turning around swiftly, my Twilight fantasies vanished and were replaced by a real, horrifying one. A bear growled at me, towering at least three feet above me. He went on his hind legs, and I dropped my vial. My hands instinctively reached up in a futile quest to save myself from the animal that was charging towards me…

 

Reviews

[Radical Dreamer]

Day dreaming does tend to get you in trouble, but that's why we write because we cant stop dreaming. Really good opening, you lure the reader with "Should I jump?" that's enough to get me interested. I'm more than sure you wanted your reader to ask questions like, "Why does she want to jump? Where did that bear come from?" as I was asking, so cant wait to read more of this story.