Its nothing but swallowed shadows outside tonight, you aren't able to perceive anything father than 5 feet in front of you. But you had to wait at the front door because of who is coming. Seconds pass as you stare into the void that can easily swallow you and leave you for dead without a trace, as voices fill your head with chants. The night becomes more active with blood curdling cries and howls, the moon blinks crimson with the sky a lithe crimson and a black undertone. In the blink of an eye, there she was, eyes wide open, still shrouded in darkness even when you shine a light upon her, leaving you with only that gruesome smile she has upon her face, always covered in blood, and the bleak outline of her iris staring at you. Her hand upon your cheek felt like serrated knives, but was also warm as a fireplace, only making you lean into it unknowingly. She speaks, the sound of her flesh becoming noticeable, and it was uncomfortable, but you had to live with it.

Lest be an infidel, you are truly a case i cant ignore. Its similar to that of a baby sheep. I cant shake how i want to cradle you in my arms.

חמודה...

even if you could understand her, the tone she delievered was extremely monotone, no sense of emotion from pitch, body language, or even facial expression, you couldnt even tell what she was thinking, but with the hand upon your cheek slowly going for your neck, you are fully aware she wants something.