Slowly I crept across the room, checking behind my shoulder anxiously. Finally I reached the window, and again it was totally dark. Slowly I relaxed, then, oddly, I felt…empty. I sighed in confusion, and then turned to go back to my bed… where I found him sitting.
I wasn't frozen this time. And I started to scream.
But before even the tiniest squeak could escape my lips, the boy had disappeared and there was something holding my mouth closed, and also pulling my wrists together behind my back. You didn't have to be a genius to know what it was.
Then I found out that I hadn't been nearly scared enough the other night, because he was strong. Unbelievably strong. He wasn't hurting me, but I could tell by the perfectly still pressure around my wrists that he definitely could.
"Shhh" He said, trying to calm me down, but because it sounded like a hiss, it had the opposite effect. I squirmed, trying to wiggle out of his grip, while at this same time knowing it was useless.
"Shhh! Be quiet! I'm not gonna hurt you!" He whispered desperately.
"Why? No one will hear you. There's no one around to care if I die," I said flatly, giving up and letting him push me into a sitting position on the bed. The door was over five yards away, and the window was about two, not that it would help because there was no way I could get out from it, I was on the second floor. This guy definitely wasn't human if he got out that way. Plus, with that disappearing thing that he did he'd catch me before I even took a step, and there was no chance of me fighting him,
The strange boy looked at me curiously. "You don't have parents?" He asked, puzzled.
"No, they died. Don't tell anyone though, or they'll send me off to an orphanage or something. Well, I guess it doesn't matter, since you're gonna kill me anyway. By the way, what are you?" I didn't exactly know which question I was asking, what kind of creature he was, or what was his name.
"Um, well, first, I'm not going to kill you, and second…" He looked unsure of which answer he was going to give me. Fine, he didn't have to tell me. I didn't even care…even though not knowing was killing me. But whatever. "I'm…
