-11- Miss Me?
Her body cannot move, despite her mind yelling at her to get out.
She watches as the bear tumbles to the wooden floor with a soft thud, as he steps out of the shadows that once hid him.
His silver eyes watches her, razor-like teeth flashing as he spares her a smile, stopping a few feet from her.
"Miss, me sweetheart?"
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