The little girl's heart pounded as she ran. Despite the frigid air, sweat rolled down her forehead. A briny wet taste filled her mouth; blood dripped from her swollen lip. She dare not look behind her or even call out for help; if she did he would find her.
"Ow." She attempted silence to no avail. Her little legs were not made for this kind of strenuous exercise. The thought of lying down in the fluffy snow seemed so tempting. The child could fall asleep under the snow and rest, just for a few moments. It would be absolute bliss. The more she thought about it, anywhere was safer than where she had been. She used as much reasoning as possible to rest.
She fell onto her knees and took handfuls of the snow to wash out her mouth. It was then, that the realization hit her. She was alone and freezing; the little girl wrapped her arms around torso and began to shake. She could not tell if it was from the bitter cold or the all too recent memory.
She had seen what he had done to her sister, that monster. Well, to be honest she had not seen anything. She had, however, heard everything take place in her older sister's room. He had talked to her sister, told her that she needed to come with him.
Her sister listened.
That was the one thing that the little girl could not understand. Her sister was babysitting her; she was the protector, but she had not fought this creature. She just went with him as if she were under a spell.
The mysterious man had opened the door, and unknowingly hit the little girl on the mouth. The little girl had been disoriented, but had seen the row of pointed teeth. There was no way on Earth that he was human. She must have startled him as well, for as she ran out the door she did not see him follow. He yelled after her, but she dared not to look back. Now she was in the middle of nowhere; this was the downside to living in the country. There were few houses that she could run too.
"Don't weep, child." Her head perked up right away at the sound of the voice. Tears, now more than ever, began to fall from her eyes.
"Who's there?"
"Come now, darling." The voice was so sweet and pure that the child started to forget why she was even afraid to begin with. It all seemed so foolish now.
"Where are you?" The child's question was soon answered as the beautiful man materialized in front of her.
"Are you ready to come with me, mud girl?" Mud girl. It was such a funny word that she could not help but giggle. She must have been wrong about him, for he was nothing more than a kind gentleman that could take her somewhere safe.
"I'm coming!" She smiled as she took his hands.