“Come!” whispered the voice of a siren. “You know you want to! Come, explore, enjoy, relax. . . your future is here with us!”
Curiosity outweighed fear. She took one step forward, focusing on the arch at the far side of the circle. Dark, velvety, warm, beckoning. . . .
“Yesssss, that’s right! You won’t regret it! Come, come. We love you! We’ll treasure you! We understand you! Come!”
A shiver rolled over her body from head to toe, pimpling her skin as it passed. She hesitated, feeling the pull of those arches; feeling the chill in her soul.
“Come!” She sensed the evil, too late.