"I… c… can't move." His heart pounded quickly in his chest with extensive dread. He felt the cold grasp of the undead hand grow stronger the more he tried to yank his feet away from it beneath him.
"What was that man thinking?!"
But as he tried to turn downward, Asahi noticed that it wasn't just a hand that had grabbed him, but an entire arm.
A horrified scream blared out of his mouth as he slammed the front door desperately with his weak first, trying to grab the attention of anyone inside to open up.
(KNOCK)
(KNOCK)
(KNOCK)
"HELP!"
Absolute silence answered him. Disbelief bloomed in the boy as he looked up and saw all the windows shut. Asahi mumbled frustratingly with a pale face.
"Why is no one answering?!"
Disbelief fluctuated inside him as he heard the crickets chirp amid the cold night.
"Rawr!"
"What… d-do I do? Surely, there must be one person out there to save me right?!"
And then, a metaphorical light bulb shone above his head.
