62. One Last Look
Kelsey takes one final look back.
She was able to see through the tiny porthole on the door. So she peeked. She might have wanted to see it to prove to herself that she wasn’t imagining things.
She was right. It was a massive, dark snake-like creature the size of an enormous redwood trunk. It didn’t have a face but it didn’t need one. It expressed hatred and frustration, but it didn’t have a face.
