“Come with me. Follow me!” It was not a request of any thing of sort, it was a command. She felt itchy all over. Not just itchy all over her, she also felt the full blown darkness around her. It is definitely the darkness calling her to come but she was going to go back there. She felt like she has been drawn to this darkness for a long time now without she herself knowing. When she sees that just shouting

“No, no I am not coming with you” Would not help her matter, she decides to take a run for it.

Trying to move her hands now seems like...