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Analise

The dream woke me up and I didn't have time to scream as I came face to face with a pair of yellow glowing eyes.

I simply lay there frozen on the bed as the eyes stared back at me.

But then I recognized the face. How could I not know him?

Adam stared at me with those glowing eyes. Why are his eyes glowing? Why is he in my room? Why does he look like he's not himself?

"A-Adam--"

"Shh," he said, his voice gentle. I flinched when his very cold hands traced my cheek and then he held my chin, lifting my head up.

I started sobbing.

I don't know what was happening, but I know this is not good. That I should run and never look back. But my body couldn't move as much as I want it to. Tears started to run from my eyes to my ears as I continued to stare at him. As much as I want to look away, I couldn't.

"Don't cry, sweetie," he said, slightly squeezing my chin and then caressing my hair again.

"P-Please, Adam," I choked out.

"I'll make this quick. You won't be able to feel somet