It's time for Christian Fiction Friday! If you write Christian fiction, please feel free to join Hallee Bridgeman and me in this weekly blog hop where you can post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from your work in progress.
This scene comes from chapter 10 (since it's the 10th month) of my next Kennedy Stern novel.
A noise in the hall. Kennedy whipped her head up from her phone in time to see her doorknob turn.
She imagined screaming but was too petrified to make an actual sound. She pictured herself running behind the door so that when it swung open she would be partially concealed behind it. Her legs fastened to the ground like a slide on a microscope stage, held in place by unyielding metal clips. Her scream stuck between her throat and her mouth, closing off her trachea so she couldn’t breathe.
She watched the door swing toward her, clutched her phone as if it could ward off an attack. Blood drained from her head to her limbs, which still refused to move.
“What are you standing in the middle of the room for?”
At the sight of her roommate, Kennedy’s breath whooshed out of her lungs like wind through the subway tunnel. The paralyzing power of fear melted, and embarrassment heated her face. She set the phone on her desk. “Oh."