Just like Liam did. My heart flutters as I try to sit up abruptly, his large hand pushing me back down by my chest. He just stares at me unbothered as I weakly struggle against him. He hums that creepy old song, his voice sounds… different now. Can you tell that from a hum? After I surrender to the heaviness in my limbs, he resumes running his bloody fingers up and down my arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. Liam?
