Have you ever felt someone behind you but no one was there? Has someone ever called your name but they never seemed to be there? have you ever been afraid of the dark? Think about it. Because that irrational seeming fear isn't so irrational.

I felt a tingling sensation on my back. I'm being watched. But no one is there. I hear voices calling out, saying my name. But there isn't a living creature in sight.

"There are creatures that survive by attacking. There are creatures that survive by defending. But what about creatures that survive by hiding? Ever wondered what the basis of horror stories is? Do you want to know?" My old teachers voice echoes in my head. I know why Im thinking of him. My neck starts to feel prickly and the hair on my arms raise. Something. Strange is going on. And I'm scared. I lie down on the bare wooden floor and starts crying. Then laughing. Im going insane and I know it. I don't have much time left. I need to do something but.. I black out for a few seconds.

"It will all be over soon," I mutter to myself. The stairs to my empty room creak. Someone's coming. I am terrified. I can't move. I'm not paralyzed from fear. It's just not worth trying to escape when there is no where to escape. At least from the lies and fears that are consuming me. And of course the insanity too. I hear a voice. His voice. A voice I should've never heard again. I gasp. He roughly lifts me over his shoulder. He's the same. I can feel it. My old instructor.My new nightmare.

I inhale his familiar scent. Woody musk. Spices. I fall unconscious.