#Chapter24
Vanka
The scent is nothing that I 've ever encountered before and dampening over the one I vaguely recognize. It's not Vanka but I can smell her close which only confuses my fear addled brain. The sadistic laugh that follows his bold verbal's, turn my insides to mush, and I physically weaken with a cold wave as whatever or whoever it is, steps inside the room with me.
/"I can hear your heart beating little one……. Bumpity, bumpity, bump, bump, bump. You're scared…. Why don't you come out and play, like your friends are doing? I want to play with you too…./" He laughs again, a sound that curls my toes and sends shivers across my scalp and down my spine, so that I shudder uncontrollably. The sound of someone truly deranged, and evil, and I almost lose control and freak out. Tightening myself stiff and holding my breath to keep myself together.
