Louise was standing in the bottom of the well, her shoes squishing in the mud beneath her feet. She looked up, shielded her eyes from the hole of light.
"It's kinda creepy down here." She called up, shifting her weight. Squish. She loved that sound.
Her friend stood 25 feet above her in a bright yellow rain slicker. It looked ridiculous on her but it was nothing compared to the matching hat and galoshes.
"No shit," Maryanne through down at her. "You're in a fucking well."
"Ooh double swear." Louise rolled her eyes and then shifted her gaze to the wall of the well. The stones were so dark and smooth. Her finger traced the edge of one slowly. She must have been terrified.
"Are you done yet?" Maryanne's tone dripped with impatience.
Louise sighed. "Fine. Drop down the ladder Hag."
She stood with her hands in her pockets, her fingers playing with 48 cents of change from that morning's coffee. 'It's so dark in here', she thought. And damp. The cold just seeps in....Louise shuddered and pulled her cell phone from her back pocket. The screen glowed in the shadows and she frowned. It had only been 3 minutes since her friend in yellow had walked away for the ladder.
It felt much longer.
Louise shifted uncomfortably. Where the hell was Maryanne?
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