Slasher and Storm (#Wattys2016)
"Is she alive," I heard someone whisper before I felt a poke on my face. The voice was a male voice that held power. "Don't touch her you might hurt her," another male voice hissed. "Oh yeah your right," the first voice said. "You two are idiots," another voice said. This time though it was female. Why do I get the feeling that I'm being watched while I sleep? I force my eyes to open and I groan at the brightness of the room. Maybe I'm dead and those voices I hear are just in my imagination. Or at least that's what I'm hoping for.