Golden & Grey: The Nightmares That Ghosts Have

Little Frank Longfield burst through the door, heart pounding, and skidded to a halt. He loosened his school tie, gasping in heavy breaths, lungs aching from running. A quick glance behind assured him that Big Ben was nowhere to be seen, but still an uneasy feeling crawled inside him, and couldn't be shaken.

Something felt wrong.

He had no idea where he was. He'd been so desperate to get away, so scared, that he'd run and run without a thought for where he was going, his feet always ten steps ahead of his mind. Big Ben had been behind him, so close behind, and Frank had simply run and run until the shouts grew distant, until the sound of chasing footsteps became fainter, and still he'd run, on and on, through labyrinth-like school corridors, running until he physically couldn't run any farther. His legs shook beneath him, scarcely able to carry his own weight. He took his schoolbag off his shoulder, and let it slide to the floor. He'd managed to lose his pursuer, so he should be safe now, but still that feeling inside him remained: a gnawing worry, a sense of being watched, of not being alone, just the know ... read full excerpt from: Golden & Grey: The Nightmares That Ghosts Have ebook