She's there, right now...
As my eyes make a desperate attempt to slice through the darkness of the cold house that surrounded me they catch a glimpse of her. The girl.
I'm trying to make her out. Sight is difficult with such little light.
I can almost feel the darkness ebbing with fear and hatred...
But she has one distinguishing feature. One that scares me....
Her eyes. Beautiful but oh so dangerous.
Red like Ruby's and cutting into me like knives; cold, sharp and painful as hell.
I turn to look away. I think I've won, my back is too her.
Yet she appears before me once again.
I consider crying out and running. But what point is there in that? She would find me just like she always does.
A rivulet of cold sweat slithers down my forehead and I quickly brush it away. I blink.
That was all it took. My eyes closed for a split second. And when they open there she is.
She's stood right before me and now I can see her features in all their gory glory.
A young girl in a blood stained dress with straggly, bloody hair and a thin physique.
I let out and involuntary yelp, turn and run. I never stopped running.
Running from the girl in the darkness.