Alone. I stare at the ceiling from my bed, hearing the soft wind come in from my window. A loud gust blows in causing me to jump. I turn to my right and zone back into life. Standing against the wall next to my window is the masked man. My head throbs as I stare him down. The room around us grows black and the sky shows a solar eclispe that isn't moving. I shut my eyes tight, only making the darkness worse. Soft breathing comes from in front of my face, I shake my head hoping the noise would stop. Slowly opening my eyes I focus on the crimson red eyes behind a mask only 2 feet away from my face. I hold my breath and try to look away. A dark painted hand comes up from below grabbing my chin gently, turning my focus back to the mans eyes. His eyes flash to a dark brown for a spilt second, looking in pain. I part my lips slightly preparing to speak. The hand on my chin tightens grip, digging nails into my face. I shut my mouth exhaling sharply through my nose. Grip loosens. I close my eyes once more and bring my hands to my face, feeling the small nail indents on the sides. I whince softly and open my eyes to an empty room. Alone once more.
The dog barks from downstairs, running up and pushing through my cracked door. I shake at the noise, opening my eyes quickly. Breathing heavily, I look up at the window then glance down to the family dog barking at the wind.
