Six Sentence Sunday #3

I'm back with another installment of Hidden Souls. I'm dreadfully behind on my editing, but I'm starting to see just how much work this draft is going to need to be readable. I'm roughly 1/5 of the way through the draft, and hope to get through another 1/5 over the weekend, since I'm going to be starting surgery next week and likely won't have a lot of free time.

In our last installment, Sophia and Michael had just met and were having a little tete-a-tete. This week, we focus on Sophia. She's struggling with the idea that Michael is a ghost, and that she sees things that she couldn't possibly see. She's still in denial, but experiences something rather strange one night after talking to Kate.

Sophia opened her eyes to blackness all around her. She blinked rapidly, trying to force her eyes to adjust to the darkness, but the blackness remained. She took a deep breath, sensing a dampness in the air. She was definitely not in the safety of her room anymore. She sat up slowly, feeling around her blindly to get a sense of where she was, but she couldn't feel anything, not even the surface she was sitting on. It was as if she were floating in a dark cloud.

As always, you can read more six sentence compilations at Six Sunday. Use caution while going through the authors, as many of them write erotica.