A/N: Hey, Kayla! I hope this was okay with you! I sure would have loved it if someone would do it for me when I get published. ^^ Enjoy the very very very short chapter one.
Disclaimer: The Unspeakables belongs to Kayla Rivera and no one else.
I wasn't sure what was going on. It was dark, and extremely spooky. Nothing looked or sounded familiar. Keep walking, a voice urged me. I thought about turning back. No, it insisted. Keep moving.
All I could remember was that one minute I was roaming the sidewalks of New York, and then… nothing. Absolutely nothing. The next thing I knew, I was in this dark place that may or may not have been a subway. Then I heard a noise. The whoosh of an oncoming subway train.
"Crap," I said, looking for a way to get back on the slight platform. "Crap, crap, crap!"
Suddenly I could see the lights from the underground train coming right for me.
The only reason I made this so short was because I didn't have time to type all I wanted to, but I very badly wanted to show my sister what I'd done. My dad wants the computer, so I'm going to have to go. ^^