He led me across a sandy bank that looked as if it would have been under the sea during high tide directing me slowly toward our destination. As we walked, my nerves began to kick in and I began to have many doubts as to why I accepted this boy's offer. So I slowed my pace down; should I run?

He glanced behind and noticed the great gap I had created between us, "Quickly! I want to show you something!"

I noticed how acute my senses were to every noise and movement around me and somehow I felt like I was walking straight into a trap. "Coming!" I replied, still deciding on whether I should run or not...in the end I decided to just continue the walk...would this be a mistake? I had a feeling I was bound to find out...

To my surprise, he waited patiently for me to catch up and when I did, he held his hand out to me. Quickly, I noticed the wind out here was worse than on land, so much so that my hair was being blown into my eyes making it damn difficult to see his face.

"Take my hand."

Reluctantly, I slipped my hand in his, feeling his thumb run over my skin. Finally, I managed to catch a small look of curiosity on his features.

"Your skin is extremely soft," he whispered.

"I moisturise," I lied; he met my electric blue eyes and I saw his scepticism.
"I see," he mumbled.

We continued in silence toward the cave he had pointed out and as we drew closer I gasped in fright as it yawned out of the rocks before us like a giant mouth. Fear rushed up my feet draining my face of blood. His grip was tight as he dragged me along and I could sense his eagerness. It was then I really felt I shouldn't have come with him alone...

He stopped at the entrance and let my hand go, "You first," he said softly.

I turned to him and had to ask; "Why?"

Slowly he turned to me, "Don't you trust me?"

His question put me on the spot and I found I didn't know how to reply. I fumbled for the right words but they didn't come.

"I thought you were my friend," he spoke with just the right amount of sadness which made me collapse my shoulders and let out a huge sigh.

"Okay, okay," I huffed avoiding his question, "Me first."

Fearfully, I entered the dark gloom of the cave; each breath echoing piercingly in my ears. The vast emptiness was uninviting and unnerving even to me. My senses were even sharper in the dark as I heard the sound of approaching footsteps...though in the gloom I could not see to whom these steps belonged...

"Tom?" I asked into the dark.

"You know," came a soft almost evil reply, "I never realised how vulnerable a person could be until I realised that they aren't vulnerable, they are merely foolish."

My breathing accelerated. Find the light, I told myself, that's the exit...

"Thinking of running? Have you not heard the stories?" he asked again, "I have done this all before, and I am no amateur when it comes to these things but I am afraid you are..."

"I am afraid Tom, that you have no idea what you are up against," I replied my voice full of venom. Literally.