C216 Die! Die!!

Being yanked from bed in the dead of night would send anyone into a panic, and Jones was no exception, his forehead slick with cold sweat.

"Who hired you to kill me? I'll pay you ten times what they're offering," Jones panted.

The Phantom let out a cold laugh. With a subtle movement of her arm, Jones' face contorted, and a piercing scream tore through the Stark family's night sky