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Persephone in Winter - Chapter 9/11
Date: 5/19/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Night_Writer, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
and he fumbled in the dark to find an exit. Once found, the door opened easily in his hand, almost as if it had been expecting him. The lobby was deserted. Scarlet padded benches lined its perimeter, only a short while ago laden with guests in all their finery. Now they were empty. A large chandelier burned brightly overhead, each of the hundreds of pieces of sparkling crystal hanging silently as though frozen in time. To the left and right, two wide curving stairways led to the balcony and restrooms. He climbed the stairs on the right, eager to find his wife, but fearing what may lie ahead. The carpet accepted each footstep, collapsing just enough under his weight, then rebounding, as if impatient to send him on his way. At the top of the stairs, an empty foyer greeted him, silent as a tomb. After pacing in front of the ladies room, he entered cautiously, glanced quickly left and right, only to find it empty. After a hasty retreat, he crossed to the men's room and entered. "Good evening, sir." The tuxedoed man standing a mere two feet to his right stood straight and still as a statue. His face was pale and as translucent as tissue paper, and as Steven met his stare, he recognized the same blank, unblinking eyes as the guests downstairs. "I - uh - I'm looking for my wife." "In the men's room, sir?" "No - I mean - well, she left her seat twenty minutes ago, to go to the ladies room." "Ah, the ladies room is outside, to the right, sir. I suggest you wait for her there." "But, ...