*Third POV*
"Why why why?" a sob escapes through her throat.
She can hear the footsteps getting more and closer towards her than before. Just before she could jump missing from the last 5 steps.
Anjali misses her step rolling down the steps on the ground with a thud, she breathes out feeling the pain all over her body only made her harder to breathe.
Twisting and turning around letting the tears fall from her eyes. Only to freeze as she looks at the person wearing all black walking downstairs looking down at her.
Only made her groan in pain biting over the bottom of her lips keeping her eyes open watching the knife coated with blood he is holding.
"Pl-please don't kill m-me" Anjali mumbles into a soft voice as the person stops right in front of her getting on her knees. Trying to crawl back only to be stopped, the hand wraps around her throat holding her in place.
