His gnarled hands reached out for something only to meet air. He stumbled back and slid down the smooth stall walls. Without thinking, I ran out of the bathroom, shrieks, and sobs sounding through the open bar. Help. I needed help. He was after me.
Across the bar, I caught Jared's eye. Worry split his features and I rammed into him, wrapping my arms around his long torso. "There was a man –" I sobbed into his chest. I couldn't find the words, wasn't yet living in a world where I could face them.
Immediately, he embraced me, stroking my hair softly, he barked out orders. "Charlie. Bathroom." He pulled me back from him to search my face. "Was there anyone else in there?" He asked.
I shook my head. "Lock the door." Jared instructed. He passed me to another body, crossing the room to help C
