Chapter 11. Somewhere Dark and Terrifying

Tristan

It’s been four days now since she started following me to the repair store. On our way back, I decided to get my regular shave.

I’m at the counter, paying for my supplies, when I glance over at her. She’s standing frozen in the middle of the aisle, staring at something I can’t see.

The chips she’d taken from the counter are now on the floor. Her face has gone completely white, and her hands are shaking so badly I’m surprised she’s still standing

“Athena?”

She doesn’t respond. It’s like she’s not even there, like her mind has gone somewhere else entirely. Somewhere dark and terrifying.

“Athena!”

Still nothing. I can see her lips moving, whispering something I can’t hear, and the terror in her eyes makes my blood run cold.

“Ath!”

Finally, she turns toward me, and the look on her face is one I’ve never seen before. Pure, primal fear. The kind of fear that comes from being hunted, from knowing that something