The Price of Rejection

"*Anya*…"

Anya could hear Dare's voice drawing closer to her. She looked to her right, but there was nothing; she looked to her left, and there was still nothing. So she continued down an infinite hallway. His calls were growing closer, but he was getting further away from her. The ringing in her ears was getting worse, and she was slowly falling off to sleep.

His calls were getting closer, but he