┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️ Stay in the shadows, stay out of the light
“Come on out!” he called, swinging the machete in his hand. “I just wanna talk!” She stayed hidden in the closet, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew he wasn't there to talk; he was there to hurt her. She pressed herself further into the darkness of the closet, trying to control her breathing as fear gripped her.
“Come on, damnit!” he yelled louder, no doubt becoming impatient.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps moving away from the closet. Holding her breath, she strained her ears to catch any clue of his whereabouts. After a few moments of silence, she dared to crack open the closet door just a fraction to peek outside.
She could see him pacing back and forth in the living room, his shadow moving across the walls with each step. Taking a deep breath, she knew this might be her only chance to escape. Quietly as she could, she slid out of the closet and tiptoed towards the front door.
“What is it with you vampires, you know? Never wanna just have a little chat!”
As she reached for the doorknob, a creak from the floorboards made her heart skip a beat. She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw Dean Winchester standing in the doorway, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
“Let’s talk, huh?”