Deaths Door

Foreshadow Challenge

A cold winters morning Timmy awoke and felt the slither of the cold air filtering through the thin plain glass, lightly blowing the curtains as it came through. As if death was entering the room, Timmy shivered.

Timmy started to panic, his room seemed to be turning to ice. In fear got up and ran to his friends room. “Help! My room is turning to ice!” He exclaimed. His friend didn’t respond nor did he respond when Timmy shook him. He just lay there, cold…

Running back to his room, now all ice. Timmy heard a deep, crackly and haunting voice “It’s time.”