Creak.

"Xan? Xan is that you...?"

"Shh."

"Oh God. Oh God... w-who are you? Xander!"

"Now, now, Adrian." Laughter. "There's no need to scream."

Oh no, oh God no... Not him, anyone but him.

"You!"

Run. How am I supposed to run?! How the hell do I get away?!

"You didn't think I wouldn't find you, silly boy? You had to know I'd come for you eventually."

Mommy! No!

"P-please..."

"What's it like, Adrian? All alone in your dark little world?" A rustle. "Do you remember colors? Light?"

"Get-get back!"

"Do you remember my face? You put me in prison, but I, I put you in your own little version of hell."

"You killed them..."

"Yes, yes I killed them. Mommy and daddy and big sister. Have you forgotten their faces, yet? Do you remember the fire? Their screams? They begged for their lives-"

"Stop it!"

"Don't you get it, silly? I'm not going to stop. Not until I get what I want."

"...Wh-what do you want?"

"You of course. Little Adrian Haven, the last. My last." Click. "My unfinished business."

"P-please..."

"That's right, beg. Beg for your life, just like your family you snivelling little brat."

"Xander'll kill you."

"Xander, Xander, Xander. You really think I'm afraid of your muscle-bound, half-wit bodyguard?"

God.. God, I don't want to die. Not like this.

"You should consider this a mercy."

BANG.

Silence.

"Oh... oh G- oh God... X-Xan? XAN?"

Sigh. "It's okay, kiddo. It's over now."