Well I promised a sequel to my previous story, Voices of the Dead, and here it is!

I know this first chapter is very short but the rest will be longer (:

I hope you all find it intriguing!

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She watched in terror as the scene unfolded before her eyes. Blood was everywhere; on the walls, on the floor… on her. She saw the others on the ground, no longer moving,… lifeless. She looked back up as he came rushing at her once more, knife raised in his hand. Red eyes glared down at her with malice as she stood frozen in place. She closed her eyes, waiting for the final blow, but it never came. She opened her eyes and saw him standing before her, his arm holding the knife shaking as he seemed to be struggling with himself.

"No!" he shouted. "I won't let you have her!"

She didn't know who he was talking to at that moment, but it didn't matter. She continued to stare at him until he looked at her, locking her eyes with his own, and she saw that they were no longer red. He seemed to be gaining control of himself and the knife that had been previously raised towards her slowly turned towards himself. With a final effort, he struck himself in the chest, the sharp blade piercing his heart. A loud scream was heard, but it didn't come from the man. Instead, a dark shape emerged from him, screeching, and she watched as it was thrown across the room where it remained immobile.

She returned her gaze to the man before her, his breath now coming in loud rasps. Tears filled her eyes as realization hit her. She knelt down beside him and threw her arms around his neck, sobbing.

He looked at her and with great effort whispered, "I'm so sorry… please... forgive me."

"No! Don't say that!" she shouted.

"Please... you must get out of here... hurry... before it's to late."

"I won't leave you!"

"Please… please," he pleaded.

The dark figure behind them began to stir and slowly rose up. The man saw this and took her in his arms one last time whispeing in her ear, "Run! You... have to go! Now!"

Hearing the desperation in his voice, she understood what he was telling her. She nodded her head sadly, stood up, and began to move away from him, the dark shape still looming ominously behind him.

As she turned to leave he whispered one last time, "I… I love you."

She ran then, as fast as her legs could carry her. But it was not enough. The shadow was too fast. It caught her in an instant and threw her. A sharp wave of pain shot threw her head as it connected with the wall. She collapsed in a heap on the floor, trying desperately to remain conscious. Her vision blurred as she tried to focus on the dark figure coming towards her, red eyes gleaming. She felt cold hands close around her throat and she knew it was the end. The icy fingers squeezed tighter and tighter, cutting off any air supply to her burning lungs. The last thing she heard as her vision faded was a low, menacing laugh and a voice that sent shivers down her spine.

"You belong to me."

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