Liam looked scared and at the same time, he looked determined. Rory noticed him holding the knife tightly.
He truly thinks that there is someone else in this place...
"There are no guns in the truck?" She asked him. He shook his head.
"What a pain in the ass..." Rory let out a sigh.
"You believe me?" Liam asked. Even he was surprised she is believing him.
Rory shrugged. "I don't think I slipped and fell... " she mumbled and took a careful look around. She then leaned closer to him and whispered in his ears.
"I saw something, Fizzy... Something grey, pale and thin...He...It...It was very thin with a big head and bigger eyes. Those eyes... They were like big pools of the abyss."
Liam's heart skipped a beat. "Really?" He clutched her hand.
