"After Ginger Snaps"

6. Nameless

There is no name for the terror she feels as Brigitte opens her eyes to the darkness of Sam's room with a scream on her lips. It is the amalgamation of every savage impulse and bastard dread - all rolled into one malevolent mixture churning inside of her mind that keeps that scream ripping her throat as it exits, scraping her mouth.

She kicks the air, swings her head and punches, all in hopes of inflicting some sort of damage to this nameless fear.

What stops her finally is her elbow coming into contact with something soft and Sam groaning in pain.