“Sister… are you still down there?”
A faint voice called out from the top of the well. Sitting down with her back on the wall Rosanne’s eyes flickered open, struggling to look up at the shadowy figure. The sky had lost its bright colors, now turning into a dark canvas of the night. The gentle glow from the moon outlined the figure, but couldn’t define any major details.
The only thing Rosanne knew was the young, girl voice the shadow had.
“Lilian… go get help.”
The young voice hesitated before replying, “I can’t. Mama wants you to stay in there.”
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