I was frozen in fear, standing behind the wall peaking at the dark figure in the hallway. I turned back around pressing my back against the wall. Just breathe just breathe, I kept telling myself. I slowed my breathing, but my heart was beating out of my chest. I peaked past the corner again, I gasped the man had disappeared. I stepped away from the wall, slowly walking down the hallway, then suddenly a hand covered my mouth and nose with a piece of fabric everything slowly turned dark, then the darkness took over me completely. I woke up in A chair with my hands tied behind me. I felt groggy and weak. I looked up and saw the shadow of the man that I saw before I passed out. My eyes began to water. He took one step forward, the only thing I could see were his eyes. They were a mesmerizing blue that reminded me of the ocean. I was captivated in a trance, I couldn't move my eyes away. He took another step forward pulling out his knife smiling as the metal glinted in the moonlight. "Are you ready to play" my breath hitched as I was frozen in fear. He walked closer to me until he was about a foot in front of me and the moonlight shined on his face but it was covered by a white mask. He crouched in front of me turning his head to the side examining me. He stood back up circling around until he was standing right behind me. he glided the knife down the side of my face. My cries were muffled. He moved my hair behind my ear and whispered "I know what you are". What is this man talking about, I swear people are getting more psycho. what does he even mean. What am I suppose to be........he must've saw the confusion on me face because he laughed and walked in front of me pointing the knife under my chin. "Oh sweetheart don't tell me you don't even know'' I shook my head no. He smiled at me "You're a banshee Eva". I froze in fear and a chill ran down my spine how does he even know my name. "All the chaos you banshee's feel tastes so good" he said as he lightly slid the knife against my throat. I screamed and cried trying my hardest to pull out of the restraints but luck wasn't on my side. Defeated I slouched down giving up, there was no use. I had no way out. He walked behind me taunting me, before I knew it he slit my throat open and then walking back in front of me watching me cough up on my own blood. He dropped the knife on the ground walking close to me grabbing the sides of my face, his eyes glowed as he opened his mouth and this blue misty fog came from me. He is sucking my soul from my body. I croaked out shedding one last tear before I finally slipped away.
