It was the dead of night. You tried to sneak past as Arlecchino was tailing you. You make sure each step is quiet as you walk, ignorant to your surroundings. You believe that it would be impossible that she could catch you sneaking between the buildings, yet remain cautious nonetheless. Arlecchino follows you closely, matching your stealth, Effortlessly keeping up behind you. You reach a dead end. Upon turning around, it was dark, there was nothing to see, until you spot her blood red gaze staring right at you, shaking you to your very core. The woman who was tailing you now right in front of you. The dim moonlight shines down upon her as she takes a step forward.

"There you are." Her voice was low and menacing. She slowly starts walking towards you, the clicking of her heels echo around you with each step she takes. You take one look into her eyes, just to see her blood red gaze locked onto you full of malice, paralyzed in fear, you could only stand and watch. As the air around you starts feeling hot, your breathing starts to speed up, you feel your sweat slowly running down your skin, she extends her arm towards you, placing your chin on her palm, her sharp nails digging into your soft, smooth skin.

"Afraid? Or do you not even have the courage to be afraid?" Her gaze sharpens, her thumb slowly running across your cheek, her sharp nail scratching up against your skin, causing it to scar. "Speak, be wise with your final words." She spoke with venom, pushing you further against the wall, her hand moving from your cheek to your throat, slowly placing pressure. "Be grateful that I am kind enough to even lend you that privilege."