Genevieve's POV

　　Though his entire face was covered, I could tell that he was looking at me. His unsettling black eyes were assessing me, staring deep into my very soul.

　　For some weird reason, this mystery masked man scared me, including his mask. It terrified me—a whole lot. It looked like something out of a nightmare. It was like the ghostly white face of a demon of some sort, like a phantom, black, white, and really creepy, with an evil grin on its lips. It ...