He had blood on his hands and smeared down one cheek. His bare feet were dirty, as well. He looked like a wild thing, like something that had crawled out of a nightmare. Like a monster. And as if he could read her thoughts, he slowly turned towards her and leaned down close. She realized he was grinning. Grinning so big, she could see all his fangs. “This is the part where you run away, little girl.”
