The abyss howled around him as Damon shot through the shattered ruins, shadows trailing in his wake. His instincts screamed at him to move faster, every step echoing with the pressure of those eyes boring into him.
His body flickered in and out of existence, each Blink tearing him farther and farther. Every teleport carried him closer to the faint glow of the ruined city gates in the distance. Safety was there, just a little further. Then he heard it.
A soft sound, lilting and amused, like silver bells ringing in a graveyard. A giggle. A young woman's laughter, delicate and melodic, yet dripping with something vile that made his skin crawl.
"You cannot run away from me that easily," the voice sang out, echoing from every direction at once.
Damon's scalp went numb. His body wanted to freeze, but he forced his muscles to keep moving, to keep blinking. Faster. Faster.
