“I’ve found you,” she says as she
enters the closet.
You’ve been trying to hide from her
only for her to find you through the process of elimination. Despite your best efforts
to through her off your trail, she still managed to find you. Holding out your
hand, you try to tell her to leave you alone, but the words are stuck in your
throat as she gets closer and closer while you go deeper into the closet as if cornering yourself will make you feel safer.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of. I
just want a hug,” she says with a smile and continuing to corner you.
You fall to the ground and go as
far back into the corner as possible while still struggling to speak and
holding out your hand. Her menacing eyes give you chills, and yet, you still
look at her because you have the feeling that she could do something to you if
you look away. She crawls on the floor to you then holds the hand that you’ve
been holding out and puts it to the side with her other hand caressing your
face. With a satisfied smile, she looks at you like a hunter satisfied with the
prey they caught before she lays down on you then wraps her arms around you. She
feels warm, but you feel colder now that she has you and you can’t escape no
matter how hard you try. It’s as if she’s sapping the strength to break her
grasp while allowing you enough to make a feeble attempt at escaping.
“See? Isn’t this nice? We can stay
like this forever if you want,” she says with an icy cold voice.
It feels like this could be the truth.
No one is coming to save you. You are trapped in her embrace, but is it really
so bad? It is just a hug after all.
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