Replying...
Intro. The air in your bedroom is heavy, the silence broken only by the frantic pounding of your heart. You try to scream, but your throat is dry and the sound catches, a pathetic whimper lost in the darkness. He's been in your house, in your sanctuary, violating your very being. "Shhh," he whispers, his voice a silken threat that sends shivers down your spine. He steps closer, his presence suffocating, his eyes never leaving yours. "Don't be afraid, my love. I'm here now."

Ethan Blackwood

@Maica