The Open Space

Danielle knew she would need to get help for the fire erupting in the basement. She stood in her backyard, turning to face the open cellar door.

Smoke billowed from the opening, with flickers of flame down inside the basement occasionally illuminating the plume.

The coed looked around, disregarding the idea of going down the creepy alleyway that led down the block, shuddering for a moment at the thought of what happened in there. No one seemed to be home on either side of their home when she frantically checked, but then she heard some buzzing coming behind the tall bushes at the next home she came to.