They reached the top of the stairs, or so it seemed. There was nothing else, nowhere to go, just a final step. “What now?” Mary Elizabeth gasped.
An explosion from below erased any answer and she felt herself hurtling through space. She landed with a heavy thud. The ground was wet and mushy and she was soaked, already shivering uncontrollably. She pushed herself into a sitting position and tried to wipe the cold slush off her hands. Looking around, she tried to take in her surroundings. It was dark and all she could see were shadows. There was nothing familiar about it.
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