Narrator’s Point of View
Clastine could feel the chilling sensation crawling from the sole of her feel up to her head. Her heart keeps on pounding as she try to compose herself and keep her cool. She was just there, standing still like a prey playing dead to fool its predator. She could feel death knocking on her doors, with a scythe ready to reap her soul.
“Clastine!” rinig niyang tawag sa kanya ni Leo.
She wanted to gaze at the lad but her eyes were fixed on the three-headed monsters. She has this feeling that the moment she avert her gaze, it would make an attack that could give her a massive damage.
She can feel the bumps on her skin; the lump that lightly stops the air from entering her lungs; and her own ear-banging heartbeat.
She almost dropped on her knees when she heard the
