We called her Sky. Because like in the beginning of the morning she was brighter than anything. But like everyday, good or bad she got darker and darker. It was strange to see, because no one ever wants the sun to go down. But this day it did, like every other day. But this wasn’t like everyday. Everyday at dawn the sun shines again. This day was midnight forever.

I couldn’t stand for that. My baby sister was one of the only good things in my life that kept me from going insane. I had to go into midnight to get Skyler out. I just HAD to. I wasn’t sure how. But I couldn’t leave my baby sister alone in such a dark, dark place. I was terrified. Because going in meant that I would never come out again.