The place has already grown quiet. There were hardly any source of screams left alive to make any noises. The carnage around them was enough to curdle one's blood in their veins until they die of a shock.
"You've had your fun mortal, now step aside." the deep baritone echoed through the halls, leaving behind a sense of ominous hope.
Teresa was the only one in her right mind to actually register the words spoken with clarity. Her eyes immediately looked for the source of the voice that sounded oddly familiar.
Of course, how could she ever forget. The sound that slipped to vibrate the strings of her senses into feeling a full body shudder.
A voice that haunted her day and night after that fateful encounter. Some nights it got to the point where even Teresa couldn't tell if she was actually afraid to hear it again or longed for it.
