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comes out of it that I don’t mean. It appears to get worse on freaky fucked-up days, sorry.”
    He stared at her for a moment, then shook his head. “Forget it. I was imagining you trying to strangle me from behind for a while there. I guess trust has to be earned. Let’s just get out of here.”
    She nodded. “I only want to strangle you when you’re a pervert.” She flashed him a beaming smile.
    His brow furrowed into a deeper frown.
    “I’m joking!”
    “Shh,” he whispered, staring at something behind her.
    She froze in terror, too scared to look back.
    “What is it?” she whispered.
    “I heard something back there.” He pointed towards the entrance to theatre three. “Come on, let’s move.” He gripped her hand and pulled her towards the stairs, quickly but quietly.
    She hurried after him, stepping as lightly as possible so they wouldn’t be detected.
    She allowed herself to breathe again when they turned the corner of the staircase and were hidden by a wall. He sped up, and she kept up with his pace as they climbed second tier of stairs that led into a wide corridor. They raced down the corridor with Ben in the lead.
    She bumped into his back when he came to an abrupt halt.
    He spun around with wide eyes and glanced at the door beside them.
    “What?” she asked, spinning around to look down the empty corridor behind her.
    A large hand covered her mouth as Ben grabbed her and dragged her back into the room beside them, restraining her with his other arm. The room was dark and became inky black when he quickly closed the door and locked it.
    Crap! He is the killer.
    She struggled against his iron grip, kicking out her legs.
    He spun around, taking her with him and pinned her against the door with his body. “Be quiet. He’ll hear you.” His hot breath warmed her cheek as he whispered into her ear.
    Her heart hammered, and she swallowed back the panic bubbling in her throat. Who would hear them? She hadn’t heard anything and didn’t believe a word he said since she was now trapped in his arms. She didn’t move, deciding her best course of action was to keep him from getting angry. 
    Maybe he’s crazy and imagining things.
    She froze in place with his hard body pressed against her back. The only sound in the room was their breathing. His hand remained over her mouth, but the grip loosened.
    She felt his chin rest on her shoulder as they stared through the small window in the door. The frosted glass pane was less than a foot wide, showing a blurry-lit corridor on the other side.
    She gasped when a large dark shape passed by the glass. Ben’s hand tightened over her mouth. The shape’s head was too large to be human. Its massive shoulders hunched over an elongated body. She heard a guttural growl and sniffing noises outside the door as it passed by. It stalked down the hall, moving like an animal rather than a person.
    What the fuck is that?
    She tried to rationalize it. It could just be a very tall and muscled man. She was looking through frosted glass after all.
    She widened her eyes when it stopped and turned its head in their direction. Red eyes glowed at them through the glass.
    That is not a fucking human!
    She shivered when it stared right at her.
    Oh god! We’re going to die.
    After a few seconds, it turned away, sniffing the air before continuing to stride down the corridor.
    Several seconds of silence followed before she felt Ben’s hot breath against her neck as he exhaled.
    “Don’t make any noise. We don’t want it coming back,” he whispered into her ear as he released her and stepped back.
    She trembled and turned to face him. The warmth of his body had been comforting. Now that it was gone, she felt exposed and scared.
    She stared up at him. His face was mostly shadowed by the room. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she could make out some of his features.
    “What do we do now?” she whispered. “What the hell was that thing?”
    “I don’t know.” He shook his