The Demon Bride

Chapter Eight - Grace

Her apartment was five minutes away and that's all she needed. She decided to take a stroll to the restaurant, wearing a white top, black jeans and a pair of black boots. She stood before the door securing it then, strolling towards the sidewalk and turning left. She continued on that path towards the restaurant.

She strolled past her neighbor Mrs. Richardson house a simple white flats, nothing to special. Mrs. Richardson wasn't outside not because it was minutes to nine, but mainly since her husband Mr. Richardson passed. She then passed a local supermarket owned by Mr. Stevens.

"Goodnight, out late i see," said a member of her neighborhood as he held a marching position.

Don Perry patrols the neighborhood every night in his white joggers outfit.

"Yeah I'm heading to that new restaurant and bar that opened a while ago," replied Grace.

"Be careful out here alone," he stated.

"Of cause I will," she added.

Grace strolled past a few more buildings and an abandon area before the bar and restaurant came into view. The building was on her right, she crossed the road heading to it. She viewed a beautiful red and white color scheme, with a exterior styled for dining outdoor as well as indoors. With stone floors, circular white table and red chairs, three sets on the left and additional three on the right, six in total just before the building. Separated by a pathway in the center leading to its entrance. The building were built from Concrete bricks with a painted in red, glass windows and a white flat roofing with the title, "The Crimson's restaurant and bar" written in crimson red in a beautiful elegant font.

"Goodnight Sir. I'm meeting some friends here tonight," she as she flashes her identification at the security.

"Goodnight, alright madam. You can enter. Just speak to the woman at the desk there," he spoke pointing his index finger.

"Thank you very much, Sir." Grace added as she pushes the glass door opened entering.