Your friend Dalton was standing in front of you as you were curled up on the floor, cowering in fear

The lights were out, and Dalton looked at you with an evil, taunting gaze. His own blood covered his chin as he watched you. He liked your fear.

in his hands was a string. He wrapped it around both his hands as if he were going to use it to strangle you, yet he made no moves towards you.