As Harry moved in for a hug, a wave of unease washed over me, prompting me to instinctively push him away. But what should have been a simple gesture turned into a struggle, his arms feeling as unyielding as boulders against my resistance.
"What the hell? Why would you do that? I hardly know you for a minute," I exclaimed, frustration bubbling up as I tried to make sense of his actions.
"I'm sorry, I thought you would remember me," Harry replied, disappointment evident in his tone.
"Remember you? I don't even know you! I just found out your name a minute ago," I shot back, confusion mounting with each passing moment.
"You don't know that," Harry insisted, desperation creeping into his voice.
"I'm sorry, but this conversation is getting weird. I need some space," I declared, firm in my decision to distance myself from the unsettling encounter.
"You're not who you used to be. He changed you a lot, but I never thought he would take it this far," Harry muttered cryptically, sending a shiver down my spine.
Before I could press for clarification, Harry abruptly announced his departure, leaving me standing alone in the hallway, bewildered and unnerved. "Who's he?" I called after him, desperate for answers.
"He's closer than you think," Harry replied mysteriously, his voice fading into the shadows as he disappeared.
Watching him go, a sense of foreboding washed over me, heightened by the sight of his eyes glowing an eerie shade of green before fading into darkness. With a shiver running down my spine, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had stumbled upon something far more sinister than I could have ever imagined.
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Creatures
FantasyMeet Elizabeth, an ordinary 18-year-old residing in the serene town of Manchester, England. Her life took a turn at the tender age of 13 when she was enrolled in the prestigious Saint Paul boarding school for children. This decision came in the wake...