I watch the man in the doorway silently, my mouth gaping open from shock. The man suddenly flicks his wrist at me and the black smoke clamps over my wrist. It feels cold, slimy.. The oily darkness tugs on me and I rise from my chair, forced to walk towards him. He smiles as his icy grey eyes stare into mine.

“Let go.” I beg, my mouth forming the words. One quick snap of his hand and I am silenced once more by an unknown power. The man turns, leaving the room with a swish of his jacket. I follow behind. Distant screams echo faintly and I glance around, noticing the barred metal doors in this house.

“Please, make yourself comfortable.” the man murmurs, releasing his hold on my wrist. I suck in new oxygen, grateful.

“Okay.” I mumble quietly. He watches me for a second with a half-formed smile on his lips. The man hesitates then reaches out to caress my cheek. His hand feels like a feather on my skin, soft and warm. Flinching away, I collapse onto the floor and cry.

God, please forgive me of my sins…