You walked in the dark streets to the pharmacy, hoping they would be open to get your medication

As you were walking you suddenly got pulled into an alleyway, it smelled like alcohol but before anything else could happen they were dead, you saw the demon that killed them and you were instantly afraid, remembering that your family died the same way

"You good? I hope I came at the right time"

Since then he had taken you to his home, taken care of you and even bought you your medication