The man, still grinning like a madman, started walking towards me. He moved with an unsettling grace, stepping over the bodies of the fallen like they were nothing more than discarded trash. His eyes, though, were what truly held my attention—they were dark, piercing, and held a glint of something disturbingly familiar.
"Eclipse, my dear," he purred a low rumble that sent another shiver down my spine. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"
My mind raced, trying to place him. His face wasn't familiar, but that voice... and how he said my name. It was chilling. "Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady, but a tremor betrayed my fear.
He let out a soft chuckle, a sound that grated on my nerves. "Oh, my sweet girl, you wound me. Have you truly forgotten your favorite boy?"
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