[Gasping for the breath I don't need, I tried to look up at the face of my killer. I stared in horror as I saw nothing, but charred fragments of skin hanging off of bones. There were no eyes, no sockets to place them in; no eyebrows to give the man any features. The thing just had a thin line for an opening—his mouth. No lips. If closed, one wouldn't even think it existed.
'WAKE UP!' I shouted at my own subconsciousness. If I didn't wake up in the next few seconds, I would probably lose my mind.
