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He bit his lower lip wanting to interfere but at the same time, the look Smith had on clearly screamed to stay away. "Watch your mouth little girl!" He spat matching his scary grey eyes with her glaring blue ones. "My hands still have the ability to take more lives! And trust me they wouldn't even shake while doing so!" His threat trembled Scott, the intensity and warning behind his words can make anyone pee their pants and Bella wasn't any better. Her knees quivered in fear and dread started playing with her senses, her eyes flickered with anxiety but again gripping the agitation in her heart she maintained eye contact raising her head.

Only the ring of hammer on steel. Her claws ached beneath her skin, begging to break through. Later, as the sun tipped toward noon, Sabrina followed Raven to the far side of camp and her blond pigtails bounced with her steps, but her expression was pinched with worry. “They’re just… scared,” Sabrina said, biting her lip. “That’s all this is, as fear makes people stupid.” Raven dropped her weight heavily onto a stone slab, arms crossed. “Scared people don’t whisper like that, scared people don’t stop looking you in the eye and also scared people don't grab their knives when you pass.”

Carlene said. "Cockroaches are definitely scarier. Look, I'm developing goosebumps just talking about it," April said baring her arms and they moved closer to confirm. "Wow, you are a scaredy cat. I mean I get that I hate spiders but I'm not afraid of them to the point of developing goosebumps," Carlene said teasingly. "Oh my God! It's a spider!" April exclaimed, scrambling up in a rush, the others doing the same. Carlene was paralyzed in the position she sat in. She shut her eyes and let out a ear-deafening scream.

Scott said quietly, nodding at me. And just like that, they vanished before my eyes. They had already suffered enough in life. How could they die all over again because of me? I crouched on the ground, crying so hard I nearly fainted. The familiar mechanical voice rang out once more. "Congratulations, player. You have successfully cleared the horror game instance "Family of Four." Reward: Revival. Preparing to transport the player back to the real world. Countdown begins: 10, 9, 8..."

I collapse inside, dragging the door shut with a grunt. Darkness closes around me, cool and suffocating. For the first time since Scar ambushed me, I allow myself to feel. Fear. Rage. Regret so heavy my lungs feel too small for it. I lower myself onto the splintered wooden floor, each movement slow and deliberate. Blood drips from my face, tracing hot paths down my jaw. My palms shake as I rip fabric from my sleeve to bind the worst of the bleeding. Scar didn’t hold back.

It was slow, deliberate, and chillingly intimate. I pulled my face in disgust, instantly rolling my eyes. My fear was quickly replaced by a sudden annoyance. If their goal was to scare me, they should've come up with something a lot more creative. "If you’re trying to scare me, you’re going to have to work a lot harder than that. I’ve had men try to kill me in my sleep. I've been sold like livestock. I've had a bounty on my head. To me, you’re just a heavy breather with too much free time."

I say, rolling my eyes. She laughs softly, walking towards the egg chair and sitting, her back straight. “Au contraire, mon ami. Scaring someone versus threatening someone are completely different things. Scaring someone is instilling fear, make them nervous, make them panic. Threatening them on the other hand, is more like a warning. Unlike with just scaring them, where you’re happy with just making them nervous, a threat is step one of a plan that has way more steps. A threat is a ‘Be careful, we’re coming.”

She was annoyed because Scott thought of things that didn’t make sense at all and ended with the decision to lock her in the house. “Do you realize what you just said? Because that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.” She put her feet up on the sofa and inched closer to him. He let her as she climbed into his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. He hugged her back, but his face still looked sad. “You’re scared,” Ciara said. “I understand that.” “No, you don’t.” Scott shook his head. He was observing her face closely. “That was the first time I felt afraid of something. I’m afraid of losing you and I’m really helpless. I imagined what if that bastard put his—”

Tristan said calmly. “No! No! The monster is here! He’ll hurt me! I’m noisy! I’m scared. ” Lance took a step to get closer to Skye, but couldn’t, as Skye pointed at him. “Mummy! He’s going to kill me! He’s going to kill us, mummy!” Celine’s eye followed what Skye was pointing. The moment her hazel eyes met Lance’s blue sea eyes, fear gripped Celine’s body. “L-Lance… Y-You...”

Chapter 80 Back in Meera's cave or rather her coven. Scarlett looked around fearfully, she could see that they were no more in the forest now she was in a place that looked like something that had come out of a horror movie. The place gave off a very evil feeling, like a place some malicious ghosts might be inhabiting, and for the first time, Scarlett felt scared of a place. The cave had jagged and rough little spikes everywhere, there was the feeling of pain and suffering that leaked off the walls and her mind could barely comprehend what she was seeing. There was something like the smell of blood in the air and it wanted to make her puke because not only did the place look scary. It was ac