Who. Is. That?
"Lady, you sure you know what you came here for?"
His deep voice boomed. He had surprisingly, pulled out a lantern she didn't know was beside her all this time. Terrific.
"Yes. And who are you? A black dragon? Well you sound human so why don't ya take off that veil....or ..cloak...eesh. Whatever it is. It's suspicious."
She heard him chuckle. And she was moved by his tone.
Wonderful silence: His voice was good...yeah. but his laugh is ridiculously...errrm..
Crystal: Ridiculously drawing.
Wonderful silence: Yes. And you're 26.
Crystal: Ugh. Whatever–
"Woman."
Crystal quickly looked at him. He hasn't uncovered his black cloak. And he's so...hmmmn . What is wrong with her? "What is it?" She asked.
The figure came towards her, almost looming over her. "Your purpose..." He drawled.
"Why come here?"
"I came here for the truth of something we all should know about . And please stop coming close." Crystal said, Her voice edgy. Who the hell is this guy?! Well, there was not time to waste. She looked down, shutting her eyes to avoid the blood on the floor. It did stench. Like one kind of iron. The dead man's eyes were still open, like a sarcasm kind of look.
He's dead, okay? He's beheaded.
She went into the dimly lit room with the lantern. That guy didn't move an inch. He just stood there.
Does he not move?
Crystal: it's not like it was my concern anyway.
Wonderful silence: He does move, Girl. I know you have a cru–
Crystal; don't you dare.
She saw her bag on the ground lying helplessly.
The maps she came here for, is nowhere to be seen. "But I kept it here." She grunted. What is this, oh Goodness?
Crystal went through the shelves again. It's got to be here, somewhere.
" You're not getting that map. No . Never. "
Oh. So he took it. Crystal felt herself become tense..mad maybe.
Wonderful silence: Yes. Mad.
" Look, young 'man' , you literally saw what happened here. You killed that man. You knew he was bad. And he hid something from...us. "
He leaned by the door, casually. His black cloak giving no safe feeling. Minutes passed, and Crystal expected him to talk. He didn't.
"Whatever.." She packed the little scrolls stacked to the shelves, ripping some.
" You are coming with me." He said.
" No I'm not. And give me that map. "
"This map?..." He raised the dusty, old-smelling, map at her face. " You came into a demon's home to take his things.."
A demon's home?
" ...not caring if he could eat you. He's still alive now. He can't just stand up when I'm here. "
Crystal looked over the doorway. That man's gotta be dead. A demon's scars must heal. And it must heal quickly. His didn't. It really took time to. Is this guy lying to her?
"Human," She removed a golden kind of
scalpel from her bag. Although she couldn't tell his reaction, she saw his body movement. He moved. A little. Like...wait. Is he surprised? "..You know this don't you? "
She expected him to start talking. But he only said –
"Like I said, you're coming with me. "