All he could see was darkness, everything just pitch black. He looked down, or at least thought he looked down. It was too dark to tell. Then something flickered in the corner of his vision. A blur of gray. He looked around, trying to catch sight of it again. Something made him freeze and have the hairs stand up on his neck. A cold rush went through him and a pair of glowing red dots appeared right in front of him. They turned to slits as an unnaturally huge smile appeared underneath it. The teeth perfectly straight but stained a sick yellow. The floating pair of eyes and that horrible smile came closer and a voice, no whisper, which sounded like knives grinding against stone. It tortured his ears.
“What are you afraid of?”