Prompt: I stood in the front of my apartment, two feet from the sidewalk, and peered down into the sinkhole that appeared overnight. 


Jasmine stood in the front of her apartment, two feet from the sidewalk, and peered down into the sinkhole that appeared overnight. She stood there for a long while, waiting as if something would happen, but nothing did.

“It’s time.” A voice came from behind her. She felt a hand touch her shoulder which made her shiver. 

“I know,” she said flatly. She gave a long exhale and turned around. She faced the tall, dark man, and reached out her hand. “It’s been a pleasure, sir.”

The man didn’t say anything nor did he lend out his hand. Instead, he pushed her so she would fall inside the sinkhole. Jasmine didn’t let out a scream, she had prepared herself for what was to come. She let her body fall, she felt free for the first time in a long while. When she was nearing the bottom of the whole, she braced herself from impact, expecting to crash onto a hard floor. Instead, something stopped her inches from the floor, allowing for her body to stand up on her own, letting her feet touch the floor. 

“Welcome, we’ve been expecting you,” a dark shadow appeared in front of Jasmine. 

“Hello, father,” She greeted him. Her voice echoed throughout the cave. She could hear water dripping from behind her. Her eyes gazed upon the waterfall as she turned to look where the noise was coming from. The water was shimmering as it was falling down and through the stream. 

“Are you ready?” Her father questioned her, waiting for her to turn back around to face him. After a few seconds, she turned around and looked in his direction. 

“I’m ready to come home,” Jasmine assured. Her father gave her a nod, and she walked up the steps to meet her father’s hand, and they walked into the darkness.

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