The eyes shift as the figure looks around. Then they move towards you. You try to scream again, but it only adds wordless sound to your terribly fast breathing, making a hitching, stuttering sob. The few parts of your body you can feel start tingling. Your vision starts swimming – no, buzzing – and it’s hard to focus. The eyes of light dip down towards you. They’re very close now. You could touch them, shove them away, defend yourself, if only you could move your left arm.