CHAPTER 12  The Dragons Teeth

  For seconds, I stood frozen, staring at the door. I needed to run. I needed to move. I fucking needed to start moving, but I couldn't.

  Somehow, I couldn't even breathe as the footsteps got louder and louder.

  Run! Move! Do something!

  The door swung open and it was too late for me to run. In the darkness, I saw a figure step out of the room and come towards me. Bulky and big, he towered over me just like Dracul did. He was huge!

  Suddenly, I was painfully aware of the torch in my hands. I gripped it tighter, knowing that I was already caught. If they hadn't seen me already, they will see me any minute now.

  I felt a shiver move down my spine, shaking me with cold, all the way down to my core. They had caught me.

  I shouldn't have been listening in. I shouldn't have been standing outside the door. I should have run when u had the chance. I should have moved before they opened the door.