~Afraid~


The mineshaft was dark. Long since abandoned.
Her head felt fuzzy as she navigated her way along the dark passages, almost as if there was a slight static behind her eyes.
Not only that, but she felt watched.
Selina had ventured down into the mineshaft in the hopes of finding supplies for herself and her sister, but for the most part, she remained unlucky.
The constant feeling of being watched was unsettling, she paused again to gaze about but saw nothing, save for a slight static to the air to her left, she squinted at it, her hand itching to reach for her sword.
Slowly the static look faded, and she tried to calm her racing heart enough to continue onwards.
Swallowing, Selina set a straight path forwards, her gaze on an intersection up ahead, she flinched at the feeling of something brushing across the back of her hand, the prickling feeling in her stomach intensified, she spun around to lift her torch and peer into the darkness behind her.
Static.
Her breathing was loud in the near silence, loud and slow, fearful.
She was afraid, she didn't recall ever feeling this afraid in any of her journeys before.
This time was obviously different.
The static seemed to be in front of her, making the air waver, but also behind her eyes, disorienting her.
What was that? An odd glow?
Selina was frozen to the spot, her eyes wide, as the faint glow seemed to come closer, until a pair of seemingly endless eyes stared at her from mere feet away.
A male stood there, his faded brown hair messy, his white eyes glowing just slightly in the dark, he leaned forward and seemed to sniff the air in front of her, nose twitching delicately.
He stepped forward, head tilting to the side, almost like he was curious, his expression was as blank as his eyes, revealing nothing.
As the male walked forward, Selina walked back, until she found herself pressed against one of the support beams, she gasped in fear as he leaned down, his eyes closed as he breathed in her scent.
His eyes snapped open, her heart was racing, she hadn't even thought to reach for her sword.
'Run,' his voice was low and husky, it sent fear shivering through her.
The static seemed to intensify, she almost couldn't see his face at all, void particles seemed to float around him, and he disappeared, almost fading out of sight among the combined effort of the static and the particles.
Selina didn't hesitate, the torch dropped from her hand, but she spun around and ran.