Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I took a few steps into the room. Maybe there was a
hallway, and it connected to another part of the haunted house.
There was a whole line of people outside. Isabella, Jade, and I
weren’t the only customers in here.
But then I brushed cool metal, and I jerked back on reflex,
hearing the chain chime as it hit another one. Hesitantly, I
waved my hands in front of me again, sending several chains
swinging. They were hanging from the ceiling?
I let out a little laugh. Maybe it was just a draft, after all.
But then I heard chains clink again, and my smile fell. It
was a lot of them, and not a little tinkling that comes with a
breeze. It was …purposeful.
I opened my mouth, but my voice was barely working.
“Hello?”
Boo, I heard Damon that night in my head. I’d known
someone was there.
And I knew I wasn’t alone now. There was someone in
here.
“Qu…w…” Bile burned my throat, and my mind raced.
It’s not real. It’s just a game.
Except the last time this happened, I said the same thing
and I’d been wrong.
I pawed the air in front of me, brushing chains but stilling
them to keep from making noise, so I could hear the room.
But it was complete silence.
My pulse thundered in my ears, and sweat cooled my neck
as my breath blew a strand of hair hanging in my face that I
was too afraid to budge an inch to move.
I could hear him breathing.
I knew he was there.
I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, but instead of uttering
the safe word, I drew in a breath, feeling his eyes on me.
Every inch of my skin became sensitive and aware of my