Frozen to my spot, I looked at the warden I had seen the first day I got her over a week ago. He still looked at me with the same sickening smirk everywhere I went. He was right there, always watching me with those cold, piercing eyes. I could feel his gaze burning into my back as I tried to walk away from him, my heart pounding in fear.
As I quickened my pace, I could hear his heavy footsteps following behind me. Panic set in as I realised he was getting closer, and the thought of him touching me sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't let him catch me, couldn't bear the thought of his hands on me again.
I focused all my energy on reaching my room, pushing through the crowd of people around me. But no one seemed to notice the danger that lurked behind me, the predator stalking his prey.
