My bare feet dragged on the cold cement as I limped down the alley and away from the man or what was left of him. I shudder as I feel the wet ground. "Who's there!?" I ask in a panicked tone. The footsteps grow louder and the silhouette of a man approaches. "Who are you?" I question. He walks closer and I can start to see a little of what the man looks like, he is relatively tall with semi long wavy black hair. Then I black out for a moment after remembering what happened. "W-where am I." I ask my head still spinning and my vision blurred. I begin to stand up, "What is this place?"
I notice that the man from earlier was standing a few feet away. "If you can't stand a bit of blood, what use are you to me?" the man asks. "What's that supposed to mean?" I ask. "You can kill a man, but can't stand to see him die." He replies. "Is he talking in some sort of riddle? Or am I just clueless." "You're hopeless." He sighs. I feel that coldness seeping from inside again like what happened before I blacked out. "AAAAHHH!" I scream with agony as I feel the presence beginning to take over. I can hear myself speaking but it is not my voice. "I will kill her and your key will be gone." "Key? What key?" I wonder.