"Do you hear that?" Emman stands still.
Everyone else in the mansion had been safely gathered in the bunker. But they refused to hide with the others. I couldn't force them. Especially when I felt terrified, as well.
"What is it?" Emily stands to listen, too.
"That's the horn blowing, signifying the arrival of the demons. s**t is about to start. Are you guys sure about staying here?" I ask them again.
Ang again, they firmly nod their heads. But I could see in their eyes the frightened children, the shrieking souls that they tried to hide.
Emman stood in the parlor of the mansion, taking a peek at one of the unboarded windows. The rest had been planked and covered in wood. Peter, wondering what all the fuss was about, snuck his head out, as well.
"Do you see them coming?" I ask. I did
