Signpost to Terror

He was smiling. Her fingers were numb with clutching and her heart thudded deafeningly. His lips parted. He spoke. Softly: "Are you all right?" It was grotesque. There seemed no menace in his tone. He sounded-solicitous. His eyes, she noticed with desperate irrelevancy, were clear blue and he was smiling- Smiling- His fingers closed over her wrist. She screamed. High and long and full-throated with terror, her scream flung back the wind and rang into the wide surrounding air.


Genre: Young Adult Fiction