Jack is tied up by his wrists from a tree that looked like it didn’t belong there, right over a stake.
She looks shocked for a moment, and then begins to scream.
Liz: Jack!
He looks down at her, surprised to see her there
Jack: Liz, no, you have to leave...he’ll come after you next.
Liz: Who? Jack, what’s going on?
Jack starts to glance around nervously then stares in horror at something behind Liz.
She catches sight of his face, but doesn’t have time to prepare for what happens next.
All in an instant, the man from the shadows is behind her, holding a knife to her throat.
Jack: No!
The man whirls her around, and she’s obviously dazzled by his unearthly beauty.
He’s pale, but the look suits him, his chest is perfectly sculpted, and his eyes glisten an elegant red, the color of a rose.
He aims a flawlessly crooked smile at her, making her knees weak. The perfect predator.
He reaches up and strokes Liz's face, in a passionate, yet hesitant way.
Her eyes close at his touch, and she moans to herself softly, going limp in his arms.
dundundun...well, thats all for tonite😄