I stood there in the pitch black room with my lips quivering; a heavy breath of air blew with a chilling gust that made me shiver.
It was more than a harmless prayer from the black, leatherbound book that swelled and then went flat as if it were alive.
Just then, the silhouette of a tall dark figure entered the room; taking me by the shoulders, my lungs struggled to catch their breath, our eyes met until we became one.
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