KYLIE's POV
"oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" I found myself chanting underneath my breath, as I placed a hand over my racing heart.
"Kylie, get inside!" the sculpture emphasized, grabbing me by my hand, but I shook my head. What was unfolding before me made me petrified, but I could not find the willpower to leave just yet.
"what… are those?" I asked, almost in a trancelike manner, and suddenly felt a strong grip around my wrist.
"the very things that will kill you if I don't get you the hell out of here." and turned to find Elijah looking at me, his eyes wide and searching.
"Elijah?" But what was he doing here? And how did he know to be there right then?
"Let's get you inside," he said, in a tone that left very little room for contradictions.
I spared a glance in the direction of the figh
