When Simone arrived at the elevator door, she reached out for the entry button. In that same instant, from the corner of her eye, she saw a severely veined gray arm wrap around her left side, gripping her around the torso tightly with excrutiating pressure. She was so stunned by the sudden occurence, her mind failed to comprehend what had happened, until another arm, equally deformed as the first, swept around her left side, moving with incredible speed, grabbing her by the neck.
The long crooked fingers dug into her warm, soft flesh with a touch as rough as sandpaper and cold as a frigid winter's night, silencing her cry for help. Hot, putrid breath stung the back of her neck. Like a hissing snake poised to strike, an inhuman sound flooded
The long crooked fingers dug into her warm, soft flesh with a touch as rough as sandpaper and cold as a frigid winter's night, silencing her cry for help. Hot, putrid breath stung the back of her neck. Like a hissing snake poised to strike, an inhuman sound flooded