Chapter 97 Dead
- His eyes were one of the first things I noticed about my killer: these shiny amber eyes that sucked me into his world. I was the stereotype and he was the original. The first thing he did after he made that deal to me was to carry me back to my house, I was awkwardly surprised at the fact that I didn't have the usual fear inside of me when he carried me back home.
- To watch him being taken away from me was not an option and my defensive mechanism towards him stopped at the presence of the father's puppet.
- July Aspen walked carelessly to interrupt the scene of her father's friend that had the gun aimed at Levy. Her eyes were bloodshot with the devil's smirk on her face.