HAUNTING SECRETS

JOVITA

Darkness.

Pitch darkness wrapped around me like a blanket, clutching me, ready to drain the life out of me. My eyes could not be accustomed to it; I could see nothing. My eyes dashed around, looking for a source of light and escape, but there was none. There was only darkness.

Where is this place? Who is here? What am I doing in this dark place?

Those questions rang in my head, but I could not provide the answers myself. The darkness was suffocating me, and I waved my hands in front to make out what was before me, but it was only space, yet I felt a presence.

Movement.

Swift, an almost undetectable movement. I stood in the darkness alone, yet I felt eyes on me. Someone was watching me, lurking in the darkness that surrounded me. My hand reached for my stake tucked into my waistband, gripping it so tightly that my knuckles went white. My heart was hammering in my ribcage, and goosebumps had taken over my skin, but I kept hope alive an