I look up at him, eyes wide open and terrified and he locks gazes with me.
"Come, let's go, quckly. It's okay, just breathe. Breathe and be quiet." he grabs both my arms and tries to pull me with him, but I'm in shock and simply can't move my feet.
Without a single word, he lifts me up bridal style and starts moving so fast, but so quetly I'm actually amazed.
"It's okay, everything is okay, we just need to be silent." he continuously keeps whispering in my ear. A
