All he did was stand there with a slight smile on his face that kind of made Kris feel like something was going to happen to her she will never forget.
Boy did it ever. All of the people in the room with her were silently praying that nothing bad would happen, yet there was a ahora about the room that made Kris feel there was something bad going to happen to a few of them. Priests kneeling and praying to their lord to help them through their trials, nuns doing the same. Yet with every passing minute Kris just stood there thinking to herself. The thoughts were only about living her life without fear, without harm, and with a love that would last a thousand years.
Kind of in a trance she was brought back to reality with a ringing of a gong. At first she realized that Andrew was not at her side. She almost panicked yet something told her she would be safe. That ever present feeling that she was not alone in this, what ever it may be. Looking to the left she noticed the others leave the safety of the walls and head for the other side of the room. They started out walking, slowly accelerating into a run. Dodging biting things and claws. Kris did the same. Running through the room towards what looked to be a door. Yet there was something that blocked it. She would have to climb over it.
Running, not wanting to get bitten or clawed to death Kris never looked back to see what was behind her. Although she could feel the bites she never noticed what was after her. Maybe a coyote, perhaps a vampire, perhaps something she has never heard of before. Yet in the kayos of the run there was still that feeling that nothing could harm her beyond repair.
Seeing something out of the corner of her eye she turns her head. Watching as one of the priests that were by her side goes down in a bloody fight to stay alive. Something that looked like a dog yet walked like a man was feeding off of the flesh of the priest. Yet there was not sound, no chomping of bones, no tearing of the flesh, there was just the sound of a voice saying, run to the door get out as fast as you can. So that is just what she was doing. Not knowing what was going to happen was the worse thing. So she kept running as the voice whispered in her ear. She could feel the bites she was receiving but the thought of giving in to the ones that were trying to bring her down was out of the question. She is a fighter and had been since childhood. She had been through a lot in her life time yet she knew something with meaning would come her way. A feeling that this was it kept her wondering why she was there in the first place. There was no way that this was a coincidence. The question was why, what in her life made her the one to be here at this time? Maybe she will never know. Until then she keeps running toward the door on the other side of the huge room.
