Terror

The spotlight fell upright on its end, and the shaft of light came up between us like a laser beam. It gave Mo's face an eerie glow, as I'm sure it did mine. She looked back and realized she was standing at the edge of the drop off. She turned back to face me.

"You are not going to tell anyone about this, Mo. Do you understand me?"

Her face was shining with terror. She just nodded slowly.

I put my hand on her shoulder and she whimpered.

"Don't make me regret trusting you, Mo."

She was shaking with fear.