"πΈπ πΈ ππππ π’ππ πππππ πππ ππππππππ ππ ππ, π ππππ π’ππ πππππ ππππ ππ ππ ππππ πΈ ππ π’πππ πππππ?" ~~ "Boo!" "Surprised to see me again?" Mike said with a horrific smirk pulled across his thin kissable lips as he takes slow short steps walking towards me. "Y-you-" I gulped and realised something, "I don't know what you're talking about." "Really?" He slammed his hand against the wall behind me, blocking my way. "Are we really gonna pretend now?" "I don't know you!" I said blinking wildly looking down for a couple of seconds. My heart was plunging into my throat now. A twisted smile ghosted his lips as he leaned even more closer to my frame and smelled my hairs, fear striking through every fibre of me. "Ruth. We told you can't run from us. We'll even drag you down from heaven's and you went to hide in hell? But there's something you forgot while hiding away baby. WE OWN THE HELL!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ruth Walker, seven years ago ran away from the monstrous grip of the descendants of the Roerig family only to start over afresh, leaving behind the haunting memories of past, changing her name, identity, even her face. Little did she knew that fate wasn't planning roses for her in life at all.