I hastily back away. I throw a spear of earth, and it does nothing. It completely missed. But- I could've sworn that it had hit. Like- like it went completely through the damned shadow.
It was as if the shadow was truly that, just a shadow. But that meant that my eyes were deceiving me and if I were to not trust my senses then what could I trust?
I tried to back up again but I felt something hit me. It was the wall.
My head swivels as I look around. I panic. And- and all I see is the boy and the shadow.
"Are…" My voice is pitifully weak. And before I can even attempt to yell something stops me. Shadowy fingers - cold as could be - reach up to my lips and shush them.
It whispers in my voice. Its voice is haunting.
He takes my hand and starts to lead me away. Away from the safety of the shelter and towards... somewhere.
