“Come to me…” the figure whispered.
“Come to me…” I ran although those words echoed in my head.
“Come to me… Come to me…” Every time it was said with more aggression.
The sky swirled purple and lightning crashed at the tall city building on the horizon.
A young girl ran across the park screaming and yelling and I grabbed her and ran to keep her away.
“What’s going on?!” She stared at me with her big hazel eyes, so innocent, so sweet, she didn’t deserve this.
‘I…” I hesitated, “Don’t know…”