Chap-13*In His Arms.*

Cynthia Dion: "What the heck?" I panicked, moving away from the blood, but it was everywhere. I didn't even realize I had hit my head somewhere and passed out--was this really happening? "You shouldn’t have met him," I heard a weak whisper from the top of the staircase. "He's really angry with you--" she squeaked again, struggling to breathe. "Who's there?" I asked fearfully, staring at the top of the staircase but stepping back until my back touched the wall. I was holding onto the broom tightly. I saw a shadow moving towards the staircase before the noise grew louder, and the shadow tumbled down with a lot of noise and screams. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her screams scared me, making me scream too and cover my ears. With each step she tumbled down, I heard a loud thud. Soon, a body hitting the floor filled the hallway until everything became silent again. I was breathing heavily now, looking around and waiting for things to calm down before I decided to make a run for the door. Forget about the