I took a deep breath, leaned back on my hands, and pushed myself to my feet. I wobbly made my way to the sink, running my hand along the wall. I tried not to look out the window above the sink for fear that thing would come back.
"Water?" I asked him without looking away from the sink.
"Yes, please."
I flipped the metal switch by the faucet and filled the glass that I had originally gotten out for myself earlier. I turned around with the glass in hand and from across the room I could see he was sitting in a puddle of his own blood.
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La Bonita Dragon Fly
Misterio / SuspensoImagine stories told about a race horrible, child stealing monsters that only come out at night. Now imagine your best friends with one. The people outside aren't the ones we should fear. The Sin Alas aren't the bad guys, its the creatures hunting t...
