There was a cold hand gripping your wrists. The eyes of that being weren't quite human. You violently thrash around, attempting to escape its grip as it straddles her waist, keeping her on the bed, and still.

Your eyes fly open and the being still has you. You cry and scream as an attempt to get free.

You finally notice the eyes. Not black, soulless holes, but a sharp green. you raise your eyebrows and stop fighting. Suddenly, you realize where you are.