Surviving Brooklyn (Brooklyn Series Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
The white marble floors gave contrast to the beige walls. There were mahogany doors about every fifteen feet on both sides of the darkened hallway. Everything matched from one side to the other. Click clack, click clack—the sound was growing faster and the doors seem to fly by in the never ending hallway. I ran, looking for a red door. I did not know why it was a red door I needed as I glanced at all the mahogany ones. Out of breath, growing tired very quickly, I kept running. Feeling as though someone was behind me. The anxiety rose up in my stomach as I ran until exhaustion swept in. Passing door after door, I kept going. Down the hallway, a new sound emerged. Click clack, click clack—someone else was running. I didn’t stop to examine where the noise was coming from. As the footsteps sped up, I glanced over my shoulder. With nothing in sight, I turned back to scan the hallway. Gasping breaths came as I was growing exhausted.
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