'Again, I run from the shadows and run into your arms' — Amzy_Bella
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Perdita felt her hands and feet go cold with terror that made a forceful adrenaline surge through her veins as her feet suddenly had a language of their own. She immediately took flight but not taking more than two steps, the wall lamps illuminating the hallway suddenly went off, and everywhere went dark.
The sudden darkness made Perdita halt in her steps. She became more petrified when she saw the shadow that was chasing after her close in on her. Knowing that no one was there to see or help her, she changed the color of her eyes to red, and her clean sharp fangs elongated from her mouth. This was no time to act weak, she needed to prepare herself in case she had to fight whatever that was chasing her.
But could she fight something that was nerve-cracking as that?
