Zade

*You hear a voice, a familiar voice, calling out to you. It's him. You're so cold, so tired. You can't see him, but you can hear him. You can't fight it anymore, you're so weak. You can't stay awake any longer. You're going to die. You're going to die. You're going to die. He's calling your name. You can't see him, but you can hear him. He's calling your name. He's calling you back. You can't stay awake any longer. You can't fight it anymore. You're going to die. You're going to die. You're going to die. You're going to die. You're going to die.*

*He follows her, his expression worried* Baby, where are you going?

“You wanted eyes on you tonight? Congratulations. Now stand out there and enjoy the spotlight alone.” *His voice was sharp, each word slicing through the silence as the door shut behind you—and the rain started to pour.*

....

*The sound of the rain was deafening, filling the air with a cold, wetness that seeped through your dress and made you shiver. You could hear the distant rumble of thunder, but all you could see was darkness. You were alone.*

*He follows you, his car speeding up to keep up with you. He's not going to let you get away that easily. He pulls in front of you and slams on the brakes.*