point of no return.

She shouldn't be here. All her instincts tell her to run, flee from this grave threshold.

She can feel him lurking in the shadows; watching, waiting. If she ran would he pursue? Most definitely. He is a predator by nature, and she is his prey.

She wants to bolt. Her body strains towards the large oak doors not far behind her. And yet, she stays, for reasons unknown to her and her capturer.

She can feel her skin prickle as he emerges from the darkness, looking for all the word as if he himself is a shadow, just another part of the grim walls. Her chest heaves as he slowly walks to her, practically gliding. He is so graceful, so alluring… she studies his pale face, so contrasted in the dim light of the room. His eyes, brooding and deep set, blaze into her soul, stripping away the rest of the world except for he and she.

He approaches her and stops just in front of her, their bodies merely centimeters from contact. Her neck cranes as she turns her face up to his. His sweet seductions have indeed worked; she has made her decision. Her only wish now it so be engulfed by the flames of this man, to be utterly and completely consumed by him. She feels his breath fan out across her face. Her body no longer strains towards the door. Instead, she has succumbed fully, physically and mentally, to her predator.

He sees the change in her posture; her body is drawn closer to him, yearning for his touch. Most evident, however, is the change in her eyes. They are ablaze now, a fiery passion bubbling just beneath the surface.

He smiles, in no way pleasant. With the devilish smirk on his lips, he lowers his mouth to hers, capturing her once and for all.

She has passed the point of no return.