The man stood up slowly from his spot in the circle. His eyes never left me, locked on exactly where I was hiding.
"There's someone here," he said. His voice was calm. Way too calm for discovering an intruder.
Everyone in the circle turned at once to look where he was pointing. Directly at me in the shadows.
I should've run right then. Should've bolted straight for the exit while I still had any kind of chance. But I froze like an i***t, my brain trying to calculate if I could somehow still talk my way out of this situation.
The man took a step toward my hiding spot. Then another. Deliberate and slow.
"Someone who doesn't belong here with us," he said.
And then his face changed completely. Not physically, his features stayed the same. But something in his expression shifted hard. His
