I didn’t realize what was happening at first.
I’d been somewhere else. Somewhere safe. But now I wasn't there anymore.
The darkness pressed against me, thick and suffocating. The air was stale in the tiny space, laced with the scent of dust and old wood. My knees were pulled tight to my chest, my arms locked around them like they might somehow keep me from coming apart.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to open my eyes.
Don't open your eyes.
Don't open your eyes.
I opened my eyes.
Green.
Two green eyes stared back at me through the c***k in the wood. Unmoving. Unblinking. Just watching.
My breath hitched. Something crawled up my throat, sharp and jagged, but I swallowed it down. My hand clamped over my mouth. I could not make a sound.
No, no, no.
Don't make a so
