Gemotions

The cold, metallic tang of the unfinished basement had always given Eloise the shivers. Now, however, she was staring at a section of wall she had never noticed before. It was smooth, unlike the rough concrete surrounding it. A slight indentation caught her eye. She reached out and pressed.

Click. The wall shuddered, and a section swung inward, revealing a flight of narrow, wooden stairs. A giggle escaped her lips, a sound of pure surprise. She clapped her hands together softly. “Well, I’ll be.”

She skipped down the steps, eager to see what secrets were held at the bottom. The flashlight beam danced before her.