I tried to move my feet, but they were frozen in place. I wanted to scream, to call for help, but each time I opened my mouth, no sound came out.
'Am I the next one to die? What's going to happen to me?' Fear gripped me, and I felt goosebumps crawling over my skin as I questioned myself, panic rising.
"No," a deep, terrifying voice echoed in my mind, as if it could hear my thoughts. "It is not you that I am here to harm. I have come to do the work of fate. I am only here to warn you. Stay out of what they are about to do, or I will wipe away anyone who stands in my way."
The voice was chilling, and the fact that it was inside my mind only made it worse. My fear intensified; it could hear my thoughts, it was aware of everything.
I stood there, too scared to even think. If it could hear me, I didn't want to provoke it.
