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An old friend
It was a nightmare of that night all over again, it had to be. Except, that coldness in his eyes, the dread that seeped through my veins when he spoke, the way my body trembled at the sight of him—it was all too real. This was really happening again, and there was no one to save me.
"B-baron?" I squealed, wishing I had the powers I so desperately needed to disappear."Yes sweetie," he slurred, showing off his brown stained crooked teeth in an evil smile. "I'm back for you, I know you missed me."
Paralyzed with fear, I did the first thing I could think of, but a heavy hand closed over my mouth before I could let the first scream out. "No, you don't," Baron growled, blocking every airway with his large rough palm.
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