I felt his presence more than anything else. There was no need for me turn around to see that he was right there behind me. I could that that by the way my skin was set with goose bumps. And how every fiber in my being shouted at me to run, that this wasn't safe... that there was danger near...
And all I wanted to do was laugh at that notion, as if I didn't know it already.
I took a deep breath and turned around slowly, forcing myself to meet that monster face to face.
As I turned around, my face was covered with a fake scared girl's persona that I wanted to show him. There was no need for him to even think that I was anything but completely scared of him.
He was dressed in black, but nothing expensive by the look of it and that wasn't his usual look. This made me feel even more uneasy
