ARIA'S POV:
I moved backward on the floor, my heart racing with fear as I silently screamed my grandmother's name, hoping she could somehow save me from this nightmare. Sweat dripped down my spine as I watched him approach me with his sinister grin.
My whole body was shaking. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain that was sure to come. But instead of feeling his knife piercing me, I heard a loud scream: "Arghhhhh!" I quickly opened my eyes to see Michael bursting into the scene, he was wearing glasses to shield his eyes from the smoky screen that had suddenly filled the air.
The master rubbed his eyes, temporarily blinded by the smoke. The others followed suit, shielding their eyes from the stinging fog. I, too, struggled to see, but Michael's voice cut through the chaos.
"Aria,
