Maya POV
I was in the darkroom at the time. When I saw a shadow approaching me, I realised that each step of the sound tapping shoes was bringing me closer. I became agitated and hung my head down, clutching my knees to my breast. "You killed me, Maya," said the voice. She flinched at the voice, which was recognisable to her and from whom I was fleeing. "I didn't murder you," I muttered through sobs. "You killed me; now it's your turn," said the voice as it approached me. "Please leave me," I muttered, not daring to raise my head. I winced in pain as I felt a stab in my back in a swift movement. "Please leave me," I shouted, my breath caught in my throat. My eyes were awakened as a result, and I realised I was in a bright lightroom. Then I took a slow look around my surroundings, which r
