Stacey's eyelids pushed against eachother, her gaze finding Adrian's limp form being dragged along behind her. She tried to speak, but her voice was trapped in her throat. Her mind was foggy, but memories began to resurface.
She remembered standing in front of the mirror, Maria fussing over her hair. Adelaide had left to get the water she had asked for, and then… chaos erupted - silent chaos. Her glass window suddenly started melting, and before she could figure out what was going on, she heard the crunch of boots on tile…. and then, an eerie silence followed.
"Adrian?" Stacey called, but there was no response.
"Adrian … is that you?" She asked again, her voice trembling as she walked towards the door.
But before she could get her hands on the door knob, it eased open. Adrian was dragged into the room, his eyes wide with fear. "Stacey, run!" he mouthed, but it was too late.
