He gave a lick my cheek with his knife dancing across my chest, leaving small stinging cuts. I continue to struggle with his other hand bounding my own. "who are you?" I ask still afraid but attempting to be brave. "Me? I'm your-"
He gave a lick my cheek with his knife dancing across my chest, leaving small stinging cuts. I continue to struggle with his other hand bounding my own. "who are you?" I ask still afraid but attempting to be brave. "Me? I'm your-"