His voice echoed through the room like a ghost in the darkness, but he was nowhere to be found. It was as if he truly were a ghost, yet she could still feel his presence. He was here, she knew it. He was somewhere in the room. “Hello?”
“Close your eyes.” A voice responded somewhere inside of her.
“Please.” The voice came again. So she did, and that’s when she saw him. He was standing in front of her, smiling, just like he had been at the window. “Come back to me.” He said.
“What do you mean? I don’t even know who you are.” She said.
“Yes you do my angel.” He stepped forward and held out his hand to her, but she was slowly opening her eyes and as she did, she could see his smile slowly fading into a rage of anger so powerful that she suddenly felt like she needed to kill, kill, kill.