Haven

Chloe

To say that I regretted not coming to the lake more often would be an understatement of the year! Or at least hiring an agency to clean the cottage occasionally. Because this? This was a total disaster!

If anyone told me before I arrived that so much dust could exist in one place, I would’ve laughed loudly! But the dust did not laugh back at me.

Not wasting any time, I pulled the heavy curtains to the side, revealing windows and letting light in. Rain was still drizzling, but the Sun chased away the clouds, silently promising a change of weather.

As I assessed my surroundings and planned what to do first, coldness seeped through my clothes and raised my skin in goosebumps. I shivered and remembered the basement; some dry firewood should be stored there.

A few moments later, I was walking down the stairs of the place that scared the shit out of me when I was a kid. Today? Well, I would lie if I said I was indifferent to the creatures that could be hiding in the shadows. But someo