The choking sensation was back, I could feel it's presence wrapping itself around my neck restricting me of much needed oxygen.
I could feel it's stare burning holes in my skin as I walked towards the aura. "Please, say something..."
The pressure intensified as the words left my lips. My body was rejecting oxygen, I couldn't last much longer.
"I know someone's there... who are you?" I wailed on my last breath. The darkness was consuming me quickly, my legs numbing and my head spinning. The sensation pushing my mind into overdrive with worry.
"My name is Apollo" Blood drained from my face as I heard him. A whisper ricocheted around the bare walls. The restraints on my neck subsiding leaving me able to breathe freely again. Not like that actually happened.
Nope. This is one huge nope. I'm not taking to a weird dark 'Thing' in my room called Apollos. Apollos can fuck off. I refuse to be petrified by a shadow.
Two shining orbs shone in the shadows, eyes of Apollos. The colour rich black blended nicely in with the shadows but stood out from the whites of his eyes like a sore thumb.
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