Devils
You shake your head, terrified. You just faced death itself you weren't stupid enough to follow some random person who just randomly appears-- for all you know he could turn around and kill you.
The man shakes his head before moving in closer, the sound of his steps, steady, smooth, unwavering, and getting closer, are enough to make you go mad.
You press yourself into the wall holding the gun out in front of you as protection.
"D-Don't come any closer!" You sputter, shaking like a leaf.
He doesn't waver, continuing forward only a foot away from you now... just close enough to reach out and touch you.
You squeeze the trigger lightly ready to fire-- but his next action leaves you speechless. He takes your hand and moves it so the cold metal pistol is firmly against his throat.
You can see his tanned skin, the firm strong jaw line and the stubble on his face, his eyes a haunting shade of grey as he looks down at you-- resolute-- no fear of the gun held to his chin.
"Shoot me."
It's not a threat, it's a command and something about his voice scares you.
Do you...?
The man shakes his head before moving in closer, the sound of his steps, steady, smooth, unwavering, and getting closer, are enough to make you go mad.
You press yourself into the wall holding the gun out in front of you as protection.
"D-Don't come any closer!" You sputter, shaking like a leaf.
He doesn't waver, continuing forward only a foot away from you now... just close enough to reach out and touch you.
You squeeze the trigger lightly ready to fire-- but his next action leaves you speechless. He takes your hand and moves it so the cold metal pistol is firmly against his throat.
You can see his tanned skin, the firm strong jaw line and the stubble on his face, his eyes a haunting shade of grey as he looks down at you-- resolute-- no fear of the gun held to his chin.
"Shoot me."
It's not a threat, it's a command and something about his voice scares you.
Do you...?