He didn't want it to happen like this. You were never supposed to find out and now he can't rake it back. He can't take away you dear or make you forget what you saw. You saw him for what he was. A cursed man, created to punish those who have sinned. But not you. He could never hurt you.

Tonight was the night that you saw him. He has just gotten off his motorcycle and you were going to stop and say hi but that's when you saw something you didn't expect to see. His entire face was caught to flame with only a skull there to hold the fire. The wheels of his motorcycle were also on fire, causing a firey track to be left behind.

He turned around to look at you but the only thing left was soulless voids where his eyes should be. "No." He mutters in a deep demonic voice. "No please. Please don't be afraid." He says, reaching his hand out to you.