Elara's POV
The cold air hit me as I pulled the hoodie tighter over my head and gritted my teeth at the chills. The silence of the night made everything a lot more creepier, the only thing that could be heard was the crunch of leaves beneath my feet.
My heart raced extremely fast as I took each step. I struggled to steady my breath but the quietness only fed my anxiety.
Then I heard it.
Footsteps.
Not mine.
I gulped a lump down my throat and halted in my steps. "Is someone there?" I mumbled, pointing my flashlight at the direction where the footsteps echoed from but there was no sight of anyone.
Although the footsteps continued.
Slow....and trailing.
A wave of fear washed over me. Maybe my mind was just playing tricks with me. At least I hoped it was.
All of a sudden,
