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The camera watches them walk away, and then it shifts to the ground before turning off.
“Fuck. We’ve been watched all this time,” Eloise whispers. “For months. Fucking months.”
“I bet he’s watching us right now!” Vienna snaps off the couch, racing to the window. She looks out the window, and I cringe.
“V. Close the fucking blinds,” I growl, standing up and rushing to the window. I pull the curtains down, bumping her out of the way.
“This is getting too scary. We have to do something!” Vienna says, pulling the USB out of the laptop. She slams her screen shut and tosses the USB across the room. “I’m tired of this shit. I just want life to go back to normal.”
“We can’t tell anyone, Eloise. It’ll just dig into Zane’s death, and then we’ll all be fucked,” I whisper.
“I don’t know what we can possibly do. But something needs to happen. We can’t keep living like this. In fear,” Posie whispers.
We all stare at each other, and doom sets in.
How do we stop this?
How can I stop this?
How can I possibly stop the killings, the threats, the darkness that seems to be cloaking around us?
It’s been hours since I saw the interrogation video, and the only thing that’s settled into my blood is dread.
I don’t want my friends to suffer because of me. I don’t want them to be in fear, and their lives at risk, because of me. I can’t take it.
I roll over, my face burrowing into my pillow as I close my eyes.
I hear a branch from outside, and I fling upright, my eyes glancing toward my window. I don’t see anything besides the tall trees swaying in the wind. Slowly, I slide from my bed, walking over to the window. I stay to the side, out of sight, my feet pressing against the wooden floor. My fingers grab the frame, and as slowly as possible, I peek around the ledge, glancing outside.
No one. Nothing.
I step away from my window, turning around and nearly jumping out of my skin when I see the masked man standing in my doorway.
The mask looks so ominous as he watches me.
I narrow my eyes, pointing toward the window. “Leave,” I growl, my voice barely a whisper.
I’m so angry with myself. I’m so angry at him.
He’s a monster, and I should hate him, yet my body aches for him.
He lifts his gloved hand, the sharp knife in grip, and he shakes his hand, waving his knife back and forth.
“I will scream,” I whisper.
He cocks his head to the side, the knife pressing against his lips.
“Shhhh.”
I back up, until my spine hits my wall. “Don’t come any closer.”
He takes another step anyway, so overpowering and broad cloaked in black. His presence is powerful; I can’t help but shiver against the wall.
“You should shiver, baby girl. Be afraid, because there isn’t a moment you’ll be safe with me.” His voice is altered, yet I still detect the rasp in his tone.
“Are you here to kill me?” I whisper.
He says nothing, yet it’s almost as if I can feel the smile beneath the mask.
