His blackened eyes spoke to me, alluring me towards the trap, melting me like butter, leaving me defenceless. Under his eyes were his vain red lips which led from ear to ear, like a long river of pure blood. When he smiled his frightfully sharp teeth stood out like a candle in a dark room, making his eyes stretch open standing up every hair on my body. He moved forward slowly, making my heart skip a beat with every step he took. I knew it was the end, my time was coming, 'who are you?' I whispered, 'what are you going to do to me?'. 'Just go to sleep' he replied with a voice like ice that left me silent. I wanted to scream for help but no matter how hard I tried the words wouldn't come out, it was as if my voice box had been taken away. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get the words 'help me' out of my mouth, only air. After a while I gave up. I sat there waiting for my death. I never new what people meant by having their lives flash before their eyes, until then. It was nothing like I imagined, I always thought the expression was literal but all I could think about was things I had done wrong in my #life, great memorises and the people who love me and who I love. I looked up and he was just stood there grinning like a Cheshire Cat waiting to make his move. This gloomy eyes met mine perfectly.