Chapter 42: Sometimes I am Sarah

There was no need to mention who the person was. Only one person had the ability to walk around with an absurd amount of darkness surrounding them. Seeing that the person had their back towards her, Sarah responded with flight and dove behind the nearby shelf. Her entire being bristled from fear. She gripped the shelf wood tightly, trying to feel the numb tips. Bathing in cold sweat she cursed herself for being too curious for her own good.