TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR BOOK

"Hmmm there you are." A metallic voice says. Quickly you try kicking him a way. He quickly yanked you towards him, rolling you over and tearing your arm on the shattered glass. He quickly reforms his grip now on your knees as you start to panic, 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. You think to yourself 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳. He tilts his head as if hearing your thoughts. "What's wrong?" He asks in a mocking tone filled with fake pity. "You look like you've seen a ghost."