He could hear the footsteps. He felt the floorboards beneath him move. She was getting closer. His head pounded with thoughts of rage as his heart whelmed with ugly lust. The room he took shelter in was becoming smaller as she grew nearer. A spooky sway in the air kept his senses high. Something invigorating kept pulsing through his veins. Some kind of drug, some kind of witchcraft, some kind of something that couldn’t be human in nature. He had been stranded and alone for so long. But she kept coming closer.