He wants to take the Deer Woman by the shoulders and shake her until she tells him where his wife and daughter are. But something in the way she looks at him stays his hand. Something… Regret? Fear? He doesn't know.

With a strangled cry of frustration he bursts from the attic and down the stairs. A few moments later he finds himself standing once again before the glass door.

It's grown later in the day since he's left this space, and now the sun has risen across the walls and is just starting to gently touch the ceiling… The hall glows a warm orange hue around him as he stares into the depths of the door's glass surface, gazing intently into it's slightly opaque medium that beguiles his concentration. But then he straightens up and addresses the barrier calmly.

"I know what my name is now," he says.

The door waits in silence. He has to hold back with all of his will not to smash his fists straight through the frosted glass.

"My name is Simon."

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This has been the Nineteenth Chapter of Act Two for my ongoing #freewrite serial story.

ACT TWO CHAPTERS

Chapter One *** Chapter Two *** Chapter Three

Chapter Four*** Chapter Five*** Chapter Six

Chapter Seven*** Chapter Eight*** Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten*** Chapter Eleven*** Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen*** Chapter Fourteen*** Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen*** Chapter Seventeen*** Chapter Eighteen

Here is CHAPTER TWENTY

And here is the ACT ONE Chapter List, with all of the links for Act One.

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Written in five minutes from the writing prompts, "Medium" as part of the #freewrite exercise. Image is by me as well. You can view the prompt here. Be sure to check out the other freewrites written in their medium of choice. Thanks to @mariannewest for creating and running this challenge ranging from awesome to great but never average.

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Writing and images by Greg McCann, the author of this post and owner of this Steemit Channel. To view more of my work, please visit www.fireawaymarmot.com.