|Sage's POV|
I'm running through the empty corridors of a palace, wearing a red dress with blood coating my fingers.
His laughter can be heard behind me and I force my legs to run as fast as possible, I force myself to escape the monster on my tail but nothing works.
There is nothing I can do as I feel tears streaking my cheeks and I wipe them away but that results in blood smearing on my face, on my lips.
The mere scent of it makes me dizzy and I hear his voice behind me—
"I will kill you, deary..." he coos in a sick manner and just as I turn the corner, his hands grab me by my hair once again and he pulls me back.
"No..." I cry, I thrash my arms around, I try to struggle against his grip but none of that seems to work.
"Sage."
"Sage."
He's going to kill me. He's going to
