The night was colder and darker than usual, wrapping the world in its eerie stillness. A small feminine figure was lying peacefully on a bed, wearing a white night dress that covered her up to the thighs. The wind was whirling inside the room sending scary chills to the young lady who was trying as much not to move, pretending to be asleep.
"You can't run away from me." A male voice filled the room, scaring the lady out of her wits, but she still remained unfazed and continued feigning sleep. "Mine. Only mine."
She flinched and let out a gasp when she felt the other side of the bed go down with weight, and knew the person had come for her. She opened her eyes but did not turn around to face the person. Her body was frozen in place as fear filled her whole being.
"Look at me, my love." The person added and moved even closer to the girl. "I want to see your beautiful face."
