I am back in that room, the black and white room, but with a different dress.
This one is red and satin, gleaming deadly in the whole background of the room as I look around....
The black and white butterfly us still floating around, minding it's own business before I begin to feel those pair of eyes on me again.
I look infront of me and see him sitting there in the darkness, his eyes giving out where he is hiding.
Again, I try to cover myself with the sheet but feel it being thrown away to a corner of the room "Don't"
His voice here is different....
Deeper more like it...
Like a low growl of an animal that had watched someone take it's toy...
"It's cold" I say.
There's a snap and the temperature rises a bit, but I can still feel the cold air bite into my skin as I sigh and say "T
