Mysterious Figure
The journey home didn't take long and Haru arrived just in time to answer the phone call from her mum.
"So Muta, you going back to the Bureau?" Haru asked secretly hoping he could stay for the night.
"Yeah, I got to speak to Baron about something; I gotta leave now before it gets any darker. See ya around kid," replied Muta walking towards the door, "though I think I'll stick around for awhile, scope out the place just to make sure," thought Muta remembering the thing at the cafe.
Haru walked Muta to the door and stood there waving goodbye untill he was out of sight. What she didn't know was that he walked around the block and came back, jumping over the fence and sniffing out the area to see if there were any out of place aromas. He stayed for an hour unaware of the eyes that hadn't left his being since his return.
When he seemed satisfied that all was safe he took his leave and made his way back to the bureau, hoping that Baron was still up so he could make clear his concern for young Haru to him.
As soon as he left a mysterious figure walked out of the shadows, a mysterious cat figure. The shadows were perfect for him; they seem to fit him like a cloak, if you didn't know he was there you wouldn't be able to see him, what with his midnight black fur. In fact the only visible detail on him are his eyes for they glow a horrible yellow, enough to send shivers down your spine.
He walked out of the shadows and leapt onto the windowsill hoping to catch site of his prey. There she was; sitting at the table waiting, for what she doesn't know, but there she is waiting, and she's waiting for him.
He taps on the glass with his paw startling the young girl. She turns to look at the window, "When did it get so dark" she thinks and then she sees them. Eyes. Eyes of yellow with such a chilling stare that you're convinced he can see into your soul and bring out the nightmares that plague your dreams.
He says something but what she's not sure, the room starts to spin, and her legs collapse underneath her. She looks up at the window, black spots cloud her vision. "Did that cat just walk through the window?" comes into her mind as he enters the house, she can see him clearly. Suddenly memories fill her head, memories of torture. She screams in pain as the cat watches on smiling, memories of her being tortured all by this black cat flashed in her head and suddenly a name. A name pops in to her head.
"Lock ja..." was all that made it pass her lips as she is swept into the blissful world of oblivion.