The night had been dark as it was but once they arrived at the carnival it seemed as if it got darker by the minute. The advertisements had seemed like the atmosphere was a happy one, there were children laughing and smiling people everywhere. Now though, the area that had appeared teeming with people was desolate at best. All the night was missing was a slow falling rain to complete the scary night persona. As …showed first 75 words of 1079 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1079 total…once again…she was faced with a choice. <Tab/>She looked behind her and a stool seemed to have come out of now where. She sat on it and the two doors slammed shut, but based of her reaction she didn't seem to notice. She just sat there and stared at the two doors, uncertain of what to do. She knew she had to choose. But what's worse than choice?