The room was shrouded in shadowy ray-less-light. As if you could sense the despair hanging in the air.
My knee bounced in worried anticipation. My fingernails well,they were-long-gone. My eyes had found the ticking clock yet agin. My body was rigid with fear. My ears were longing for the piercing sound of a ring. Distress was clearly written across my face.
I was worried.
Worried for what the call would bring… worried for what the call would mean.
And then the dreaded moment came “ring,ring…”
This was an excellent post! The cadence and word choice you used gave it a very suspenseful mood that gave me chills down my spine. Good job!