Gone Before Twilight
A rusty four-pillar bed rested on the side and some antique decoration was scattered on the shelves.
"Make yourself comfortable. I'll collect some firewoods, okay?" Charlie handed her the flashlight they used as a guide and took one from the inside.
Sarah nodded and watched him step out to the cabin, her anticipation brewing like a storm. To take advantage of the isolation she just received, Sarah pulled out a single cigarette she hid from her brassiere, lit it up, and puffed a mouthful of smoke. An extraordinary refreshment filled her veins, the same addictive feeling she could never get tired of spoiling. As she sucked in for more, she let her feet drag her weight towards the bed.
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