Darkness. Complete and utter darkness accompanied only by a deep and loud roar. Annie stared into it. She felt it calling to her. Suddenly the roar grew higher in pitch. The sounds of reality began to fade in, as a rainbow of socks flew across the darkness and piled up over it.
The dryer beeped and Annie heard the locks unlatch on the door. She opened up the dryer and buried her face in the warm clothes. She then put her arms around the pile and pulled them into her basket. She finished and looked back into the dryer, back into the darkness. It was still and quiet. She stuck her head in and listened to the silence. “Hello?” She muttered eyes closed. She listened to how her voice bounced off the dark metal.
Surprised she jerked a bit, hitting her head. She winced a bit in pain but stuck her head back in to listen. “Hello?”
Annie snapped back into reality realizing it was her father calling. She picked up her basket and hurried back to her father Brand in the folding area of the laundromat.