Even with the sun it grew colder as the day went on and the feeling of being watched was not going away and was only getting worse. Then it happened, a footstep behind her that didn't match with her footsteps rhythm. She whirled around only to meet a surprised looking Keith. The fact it was him didn't make her feel any better. She backed up.
"Woah, hey wait-"
"How long have you been following me?" She demanded, cutting him off.
"Not long, I swear, I was just curious-" he started taking another step forward.
Cora didn't see this ending well. Her pale blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. She tensed as he moved forward. Keith backed off for a bit and laughed, jamming his hands into his pockets.
"So, uh, why are you out here? Alone?" He asked, adding that last part with a wink.
"Walking, can't I just walk?" she asked bitterly while turning her back and started to take off. She was abruptly grabbed by her wrist and yanked back towards him.
"Listen now, I know you want me, quit playing hard to get. You whores are all the same-"
He was cut off by hard punch to his face. Both stood stunned for a moment, Cora clenching her hand from the impact and Keith staring like an idiot as blood ran down his lips. She took off running before he could recover, but unfortunately so did he. It wasn't hard to see at this time of day but Cora was completely lost and roots sticking up threatened to trip her at every turn. She could feel Keith gaining on her and panic set it, the adrenaline rushed and for once she feared for her life. Suddenly the ground disappeared and Cora felt her fingers grasping for anything as she began to fall down a steep slope. Thankfully, or maybe not, a hand grabbed the back of her sweater and she was brought face to face with her attacker. He didn't even seem to notice she had almost tumbled down the hill. His eyes were ablaze with anger and there was a sick grin on his face. Cora screamed, clawed, kicked, did anything she could and could see her fate before it even happened to her. She thought for a brief moment she was blacking out from sheer panic because it grew dark behind Keith to where he was the only thing she could see. The wind grew icy, but Keith didn't seem to notice as he started tearing at her clothes.
Something dark red and warm splattered across Cora's face and everything went still for one horrible moment. Keith gasped for air as he looked down, as they both looked down to see something utterly black and tentacle like sticking out of Keith's chest. Whatever it was kept him in place so only Cora could gaze in horror at the tall, slender, faceless thing that loomed behind them. It was almost like a tree, unmoving but the ghost white face with no eyes or anything seemed to look straight at her menacingly. As the moment unfroze Cora found herself falling as Keith let go of her sweater. Keith was also looking straight at her with the most pained and confused look ever. The thing behind him ripped out its tentacle and Keith's heart along with it. That was the last thing Cora saw as she blacked out while tumbling down the hill far away from any light.