ROMAN POV
An unsettling intensity radiated from the being's ever-still gaze: it appeared to see right through us. Some horrible danger was in the inquisitiveness that surrounded us.
This was the pressure my arm felt under as Sarah held it tight showing marks of her nails sunk hugely into my skin. "What are we supposed to do? " she whispered again, her voice shaking with fright.
I tried to plan anything, but my brain seemed incapable of formulating an escape plan. We were cornered, painfully alone, and defenseless, trapped.
The figure continued to walk toward us, slowly and methodically. I could make out its features now, the face was now chiseled and angular, with eyes that looked cold and observing.
And then suddenly it stopped in front of us. It stood there and watched us, unblinki
