"Orion..." His name left my lips in a way that came off a little choked up that it sounded likened to a squeak.
The heavy feeling of dread could hardly be masked as my tone of voice sounded sheepish and anxious. The situation was anything but unsettling, what with Orion standing at the door menacingly in stoic silence as I could only glance at him in a state of rigidity.
Say... say something... anything... My stomach feels like it's knotting up and I can hardly breathe from the weight of the air.
Unable to muster up the courage to speak nor move, I remained frozen in place as Orion finally takes a step towards me. And another, and then another.
With each step forward, my heart could only pound with the ghastly premonition of what's to come as my ears focused on the sound of his footsteps. With each forthcoming step, my stomach tightened from the stress while cold sweat rolled down my back.
