I can hear his faint footsteps as Ender inch the distance between the two of us. He is eyes were pasted on me as he closes and locked the door of my studio.
Feet moving on its own. I took a stepback to bring another set of distance between the two of us. Not yet sure why I am doing this but the only thing I know is that there's a small voice inside of my head screaming at me to be away from him.
With just two step. He is now a thread thin away from me. Ender opened his hand, asking for something. At first, I did not have a clue what he is after for until I saw him eyeing my phone.
Gazing through his eyes and beads of sweat starting to form around my forehead. Before I could open my mouth to say something. It felt like I am already stammering.
"Surrender your phone to me now and eve
