D100-2

sketchfab

She stood frozen, her eyes locked on him as he calmly took another step closer. His smile had grown, spreading across his face like a slow-moving stain, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She tried to speak but her voice caught in her throat. He raised an eyebrow, his expression a mixture of amusement and curiosity. "You're not afraid of me," he said, his voice low and even, as if testing the waters.