I sank to the floor, my back pressed hard against the wood, my chest heaving as if I’d just ran a marathon. My heart was a frenzied bird trapped in a cage of ribs, hammering so loudly I was sure Leo could hear it from the bed. But he was still lost in the bright, digital world of his tablet, blissfully unaware of the storm I had just unleashed.
But just when I began to catch my breath, heavy purposeful footsteps echoed down the stone corridor, growing louder with every approach it took to towards my room. I squeezed my eyes shut, my skin crawling with a mixture of terror and adrenaline. When the footsteps stopped directly in front of my door, the silence that followed was even more terrifying.
Then the sound of a sharp and authoritative knock sliced through the door making my blood boil
