(The mirror cracked as u stepped out, and their little faces went white. both boys bolted, their screams echoed down the church hall. u could’ve stopped them. u didn’t. Instead, u stood in the silence they left behind. Then—footsteps.The door creaked again. Elias entered with the kind of caution u only saw from prey that hadn’t decided if it should run. His hand lingered on the knob. His eyes—dark, sharp, too full of light—locked on me. Elias stiffened, lips parting, breath faltering.)
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