Thanks to everyone who stops by each week! And especially for your comments. Life's been a bit crazy lately but I'm doing my best to make the SSS rounds.
Our heroine wakes up in a mental facility, not sure how she got there:
A wisp of a whisper rushed through my head: Run. It echoed, its force pushing the word at me again and again in a never-ending wave of frothing urgency. It built inside me like a whirlwind. Like a scream. It propelled me out the door, arms and legs scrambling wildly. Blood roared in my ears, muting the cacophony of shouts erupting behind me.
Check out all the awesome snippets from Six Sentence Sunday. While you're there, check out the cool cover to Dead to Rights too! :) Top right.
