ANNABEL’S POV
A shiver raced down my spine as the voice continued its sinister whisper. In the dimness, I strained to make out the features of the person who had ambushed me. The room, frozen in suspense, held its breath.
The hand tightened, and my eyes widened with a mixture of fear and confusion. In that heart-pounding moment, a surge of adrenaline overcame me, and I attempted to break free from the assailant's grasp. But the grip was firm, unyielding.
As my struggle intensified, I caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure, their face obscured by darkness. Panic clawed at my throat, and I attempted to make sense of the situation. Why had someone invaded my space, and what did they want?
The room, once a refuge, now felt like a trap closing in around me. Every sound seemed magnified, and t
