Hands clutch around him, crushing him in their grip with inhuman strength. Nails dig into his already injured skin, promising more pain to come. Conrad isn't stupid, isn't delusional like his mother always thought. He knows what will happen.
Bang. Crash. The door to the roof is smashed off its hinges. The woman who had been, mere moments earlier, just a small, albeit sassy, bat throws Conrad on the ground, her wide smile showing her twin fangs.
In the next second, it was over.