Venator : Devil's Moon

III. I MEET A BLACK EYED MUTANT GANG

[ Laura ]

I turned my attention to Sebastian who was about to gulp down the rest of the bottle.

"Sebastian, it's getting late." I tried my best to speak in a controlled non-freaked out manner. But the panic in my vibrating voice was hard to go unnoticed.

"Can you please drive me home."

I would rather let a stranger give me a ride than wait here for the black eyes. Desperate times.

"Laura, it's not even 10!". Sebastian said surprised.

"I know. I...I just." I stuttered. I couldn't come up with any fake explanation and telling him what I saw would obviously destroy the slight chance of him helping me. Who'd want to give a ride to a lunatic?

Then, out of fear, I happened to check out the bartender again. And in spite of praying hard what I saw must've been an illusion, things just got confirmed further. I felt goosebumps rising up my spine when his dark black eyes continued watching me, studying me, measuring every move I made. His lips curled into a sinister smile.

"Laura, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Sebastian asked as my eyes bulged out with fear.

"Sebastian, we...we've to go. The barten-" I almost screamed.

"Laura, calm down!" Sebastian had to put his drink back on table and hold me still. I'd gone completely out of control.

"Now, tell me, what's the matter." Sebastian asked calmly.

I shook my head. There wasn't any time and what I'd have told him would've required quite some time to sink in. Otherwise it could get me trapped in an isolated facility for lunatics.

But instead of pulling up the burly stranger and forcing him to take me home, I decided to offer him a sneak peek into my insanity.

"Look. This might seem extremely crazy and I know you won't believe me but you have to listen"
The fact I hadn't lost my ability of comprehensible speech yet came quite as a surprise to me.

Sebastian now focused his curious blue eyes on me and listened carefully while playing with his half empty drink.

"I don't know why but every once in a while I have been able to spot certain men; men having black eyes. And today I spotted them twice! Something's going on and they have been chasing me." I explained and waited for his response. But he showed no sign of nothing. I'd presumed he'd definitely give me that you're-insane look.

And then when I was almost convinced this stranger was a weirdo, his eyes did widen in disbelief. But was this surprise arising as a reaction to my insane confession or from a thing expected by him coming into play a bit sooner, I didn't know.

But obviously that wasn't what I was thinking that time. I had to get away from there. And now that I'd made my unnatural claim, I felt the need of converting Sebastian's disbelief into belief. Otherwise he naturally was going to leave me alone. With the demon.

"You don't believe me, right?" I asked Sebastian who looked lost in thought. He might be recollecting some mental hospital number I wondered.

"Look at the bartender, his eyes. He's...he's a demon!" Controlling my fear, I pointed my finger at the bartender serving across a few tables. He still wore that sinister grin as his eyes gleamed with malice.

Sebastian turned around and looked at him. His expressions did turn grim for a short second but all he said was,

"It's Halloween, Laura. We can obviously stumble into vamps or demons for that matter." He said with a what's-wrong-with-you face.