Amara's POV.
I don't know what happen but everything seems so blur. The one moment I was in my house with my son and in the next moment I am in a creepy place.
Different scary creatures are here and they all are snarling at me. I hugged the sleeping form of my son close to me and passed through the scary passage with the 3- horned creature who bought me here.
My red hair are held in a bun and I am in my pajamas. We entered a big hall where an elderly man who was sitting on the throne made of skulls had my son's eyes.
There was a scowl on his face and the moment he saw me his scowl disappeared. He motions for me to come. With fear I reached him and he touched my forehead. The moment he touched me everything came to me like a cold harsh wind.
I stepped back and looked at him with
