Damphirs Stories

"Do you know that blood actually channel auras? Each person has a different aura that they channel through their body and they each have their own powers depending on the aura that they possess. That's why each individual is different.," he said, as he continues to stir in his cauldron of weird shit. My thoughts were so messed up at this point. I couldn't run, I couldn't scream, I couldn't even defend myself. It's as if my body was not even listening to me anymore. As if he had me under his spell. He suddenly looked towards me then asked, "Do you want to know why I chose you, my dear? Do you want to know why I wanted to kill you so badly?" he said, as he came closer to me with a sickening look. I could feel waterworks starting to run down my cheeks as he was walking his way towards me. At this point I was scared as fuck. I tried my best to move my body but it was no use. The only thing I could do was show him how vulnerable I am and beg for sympathy. But as he was finally in front of me, he bent slightly then whispered to my ear with a soft yet malicious tone. "I chose you because you're the only person who can kill them, sweetheart.."