Deborah slowly opened the door peering inside, afraid of what will happen if Ben notices her. He was looking towards the window, away from the door, thankfully. She didn't know what he was staring at, but it was clear he didn't know she was here yet. And Deb silently decided that she should leave him be.
As she reached office section 1A of the location, she started feeling guilty for not giving Ben anything to eat. He shouldn't starve because I'm too scared to face him.
She poured another bowl and headed down to the very end of the hall. She took a deep breath before opening the door and promptly stepped inside.
Ben looked up and their eyes met for a brief second, before he turned his eyes to the bowl I was holding.
"What's that?" Ben asked coldy.
"Oh...um......It's just some soup I made." I stammered back.
He cautiously took the bowl from me, setting it on the stand behind him, never breaking eye contact from me. I felt like i should say something to him, an apology?
Ben's eyes started to flicker to a dark blood red color, he slightly looked around, and lunged at me.
Everything went black.
Sorry it's short.
