Zerina's point of view
But because of Shea, I pushed through, trying to ignore the whispers. The only light came at the far end of the alley, casting long, eerie shadows.
My ears rang with more whispers.
"Shea?" My voice cracked, too small for the empty night. "Shea, are you out here?"
No reply. I shivered as the whispers drew closer .
"Shea!!" I yelled louder this time. My words bounced against the walls and came back to me hollow.
A cold gust brushed my skin, making me shiver . The whispers pressed in. It felt suffocating.
I felt my eyes get wet and I turned to run back inside where the lights were.. only to gasp as my back slammed against the rough brick wall.
The air whooshed from my lungs. My bag slipped from my grip, tumbling to the ground with a full thud.
"Mr. Reev
