Breathe - featuring The Nightmare Passage

[close] Extract from Breathe: A Ghost Story
The Nightmare Passage - read by Caron McNish

At first Ann did not know where she was.
The light was too dim to see anything. There was no way to tell sky from ground, if those terms
had any meaning here in the Nightmare Passage.
She was aware only of ice crackling under her bare feet, and the howl of a searing, relentless wind. The wind blew in a single direction and it was unbearable.
Pulling her cotton slip over her feet, Ann hugged her knees. It made no difference. The wind drove into her, making her scream. For as long as she could she resisted, covering herself up, petrified about where the wind would take her if she gave in to it. Then she could hold on no longer – and the wind took her.