Elouise’s POV
I’m surrounded by eyes. Brown, green, blue, hazel. They’re happy, bright against the pitch black that surrounds them. Next appears the mouths, floating beneath each pair baring teeth. Crooked teeth, straight teeth, white and yellow. Thin lips, thick lips. Scars, hairs, creases. All different except one thing. They’re laughing.
A beam of white light spotlights the ground directly in front of me. Maël’s face forms in the darkness before his body saunters into the light. His smile is wicked, evil and worst of all normal. I could see that smile on anybody, stranger or friend.
I feel distant from myself, in control but anesthetized to the world. Limp and falling yet tense and unmoving. Was I watching from my own eyes or from the eyes floating around us?
My scream didn’t ri
