The entire ordeal started with a step down a dusty stairway, now a mass of evil and writhing shadows, putrid liquid and evil creeps after Twilight, and she runs to escape it, but fate is not a kind one.

This story is meant to seem partially semi-stereotypical, it is supposed to be short, and it's supposed to have a little less detail than I would like so YOU can fill it in for yourself, not only does that give each reader an individual experience but it also adds a small sense of mystery about the surroundings and details of the Mass. Have fun, and don't lose your way, the trees have eyes.