" Upon remembering him, the very thought of him made me feel nauseas with fear, what had I done? He knows where I live, what my name is. Hell- he trusts me. What was I thinking? Believing I could befriend him? He probably wants to kill me in cold blood, too. Just like he killed those girls. I sprinted to my window, shutting the curtains with haste. I switched my light off and scurried back to my bed. Did I lock the door behind me? Will he still be waiting outside, stood as still as a statue, that cold expression on his face? I could only hope that my sister was away for the night, that way she'd be safer. I continued to sob, swamped in my own thoughts. One thing was clear, though - no more Lucius. "