Her chest heaved as his footsteps faded out. She was already trembling. But an image of him, so dark and evil, flashed through her mind and her body shook harder. How could someone so beautiful, so full of life, be the embodiment of death?
"If you or anyone ever forget the face of death again, I will return."
How could she forget his face?
Her terror slowly began to ebb and her shivering stopped. The racing breaths that rattled her body evened out. But the stench of death was still all around her, suffocating her.
She hugged her knees closer to herself and waited for the storm to pass.