lor

e moonlight just glimmered barely thr

ounded in my ears as the volume increased, each

ssful career in the blink of an eye, the death of my daughter – pushed

me change since our meeting - his lustfulness was a little more pronounced now. He s

irer attempting to decipher every facial conto

e problem was. No sooner did I try to speak than

whose voice was husky as if he did not speak much. Suddenly the sound of my name on his lips sounded like a curse

t they tasted like I was saying some unknown language. I had seen it all already – my whole life practically

ords. I had already experienced a great deal. It felt like the cosmos wo

ression and his clenched jaw told me that I wasn't the only one stuck inside. Every action he took se

gination, suddenly there was a ripple across the room. But the hairs

t alone

was a

ink in, my lungs froze. The silence of the television made Randall

a loud tone then something really bad mus

lone she felt like in the past every step taken was deliberatel

I spun around to

ht, his icy, calculating eyes met mine. He possessed a black aura that seeped into the

nto the dark, and he was taller than any human being.

no ordina

n who knew infinitely more than he was willing to say. But th

m that reduced me to being a figure on a board moved by unsee

g at me, eyes wide and peeled as if h

t grumbling lowly to the man. The man did not even app

th just like silk but a hint of da

ng forward t

felt as though my throat sat tigh

mimic coolness, but

ds in what might have been a grin before he glanced at Randall. But it was a

relish, "I never thought that I would see you here." I

ween us left me feeling practically strangled,

rying to keep a straight face, but his s

added, "I came to warn her."

u are. And until they g

s almost instantly when he

I heard people whisper in their vivid fear. It had been a death sentence, but hear

s pursuing me?

t I am?' The question scarcely ro

ou have not decidedly qut on it as yet, have you?'

e dark long enough. It has come for yo

ped backward. That was not something I was interested in knowi

growl behind it, the kind of growl that indicates the speaker has had quite enough of something and is ready to let out h

is face. Then he looked back at me again, and there was a second or a moment –

know what you are dealing with her

thful of spit. This should be the cue for you to ask me what it is you expect

tead he angrily got up from his,

rifying statement before

dy, Alora. They a