The Wrong Step (7)
"AHHHHHHHH!"
Danny ran out of the washroom, huffing in fright. He cowered against a wall and stared at the spot where the shadow had engulfed him. It was only for a second but he felt as if he had heard the whispers of several people within that short span of time.
Panic was strewn across his face and he was in a daze. What just happened?
Hearing his yells, a couple of security guards came rushing into his office.
"Sir!" one of the guards yelled upon seeing their boss' condition. Danny's face was as pale as a ghost and he was whimpering as if he had seen something very scary.
"T-there's s-s-someone in that washroom!" he claimed, pointing a shaky finger towards the spot where the shadow had attacked him. "I-It a-a-a-attacked me!"
The guard motioned his partner to check. He went into the washroom, checking every nook and corner of the place but there was no one.
"I don't see anyone," the guard declared.