A?N: As promised, this is the second half of the double-update.
Warning: Contains mention of blood and dead bodies, scary theme, and possible grammar errors.
IT WAS MID-DAY IN SUMMERSTONE VALE, in a small apartment Rachel witnessed her first murder.
She had briefly left the walk-in wardrobe room, with glass windows, and three domestic cats: A ginger tabby, a black and white, and a white furred cats alone chilling, for odd reason she looked back... All of a sudden the black and white, Blair turned towards the other two, with a reddish gleam in his eyes. Something about his expression just felt off. Blair moved, whizzing blur towards JinJin, the tabby, biting hard into his neck, a loud crunch filled the air, and the canine body was thrown against the chest of drawers. The second, Allen, tried to run away in attempt to hide, but Blair was faster, slashing into his side with razor sharp claws, and bite him too, except this time thrown against the glass window in front of her. A wet slap, and dropped to the ground unmoving. Gone. Crimson blood slid down the windows, against the walls and clothing until looked like someone had decided to talk a stroll in there and threw paint bombs everywhere.
They didn't get the chance to cry.
Rachel had never known cats could bleed so much. Her mouth felt dry with a rotten taste of waxed oranges staring at her old furry companion in horror. They shared many good memories together and cared for him. He was a loving and empathic creature. Now two were dead. But this creature in front of her was not the Blair she knew and loved, it had become something else. because of him Allen and JinJin were dead.
As if sensing eyes on him, Blair slowly turned towards her through glass, his red slit eyes look right into her own bluebell ones. Chills went up and down her spine. It was a murderous monster or an evil spirit taken over Blair. Rachel didn't recall whether she had unlocked the door, and let him out, or he somehow escaped. If she had to guess, she must've subconsciously opened it. But she did recall backing up a step, and fled down the hallway, her arms pumping like crazy, legs screaming as the sudden movement. Behind her, a dark yowl called out as if to say 'I know you saw me, and I'm coming for you.'.
She bolted down the stairs, and out the front door into a busy street. A single shape stood on her doorstep, with a Cheshire grin. Blood of it's victims on it's chin. safe to say she escaped and got an exorcist.
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