Holding the ornate, old-fashioned timepiece in her small trembling hand, she paused. Her fingers were on the tiny ribbed winder. One turn backwards and she could restore the life that once was; one turn forwards and she’d move beyond the current hell into a new unknown life.
“You need to make your choice,” a ghostly voice whispered in her mind.
Taking a deep breath, she turned the winder……..
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