{A/N: This is a one-shot that will probably never be finished. If anything, this is for you to finish. Please don't be disappointed.}


It was nighttime. The worst kind of time. Ceriana walked quickly through the alley, praying she wouldn't run into anyone. As Ceriana stumbled along, she pulled her jacket tighter. Ceriana might have been able to see her own breath- if the light were any good.

There was a noise. Rather than turning her head, Ceriana just walked faster. The noise continued, but did not come any closer.

Good. They've already found a victim tonight.