She sits in her chair, unable to calm her racing heart.
Just as she thinks the door will crumble beneath his fist, silence envelops her home once again for a moment.
Footsteps.
After one moment of reprieve, she hears his careful, slow footsteps move towards the side of her house.
The dead leaves cry for mercy as they crumble beneath his weight.
Yet, he doesn't relent.
Circling, circling.
Circling his prey.
He's decided.
He doesn't need anyone else in this Silent Night.
He just wants to taste her flesh.
He just wants to taste her soul.
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Silent Night | BTS ✓
FanfictionSilent night, unholy night All is chaos, nothing is all right Don't say a word Don't make a noise Or he'll hear you And make you his toy Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace
