Escaped

JERAH

I had my hands wrapped around myself, shivering as I sat on the bed. I couldn't tell if the weather was cold, or it was just a result of the recent incidence. All I knew was I felt so much cold - and fear.

My eyes continued dancing around, feeling scared and unsafe. I didn't know who would attack next - the bad man or the unknown men?

I had never felt so much fear my whole life. Not even when the bad man had shown up in my apartment and tortured me.

Yes, I had been terrified when he hit and stabbed me, but the fear was nothing compared to watching him kill those men in such cruel way.

How could he be so heartless? How could he kill without the slightest remorse?

He was a demon. And demons should be kept in hell, not here on earth. Oh! I certainly shouldn't be near one.

My eyes shimmered with tears, and from time to time, they fell onto my cheeks, but I wiped them as quickly as they came.

Now that I thought of it, the entire house reeked of evil. It