REBIRTH: SEVEN DAYS BEFORE DOOMSDAY
But he was too scared to stare right into Harris eyes, so his gaze found mine instead.
I could feel the hatred within his eyes when he turned to stare at me,
"You…" he gasped, his voice low and trembling as blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth, “You did this to me,”
I frowned. “I did not do anything to you,” I answered, “Yet.”
I was certainly going to get my revenge when the apocalypse started. I couldn’t exactly kill him now unless I wanted to spend the next week in jail. So, he was going to live, for now.