(reediting)Devil take the Hindmost (Sebastian Michaelis x Oc) Book One

Prologue: You don't go well in Black

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'All I hear...is the tapping of the raindrops on the window...' 

A lone weak, timid voice echo inside a lone little girl's head laying down on a single bed. In a pure white all around the room, even though it's painted to make the room feel brighter the girl didn't feel like it was calming at all to her. 

Her eyes were wandering from one side of the room over to the ceiling, she felt numb from head to toe. Her head was in a fog, but she felt that her eyes had been crying because of how dry they felt. And her cheeks were a little damp from the tears that ran along with her while she slept. The silence was killing her because of how it was screaming the truth to her, 'it...happen...it really.... happen...' Freshly new tears were forming in her eyes, and her small pink lip was quivering at the horror she had just seen and been through. 

Squeezing her eyes shut she could hear the heart rate monitor growing louder and louder not before a voice made her heart flinch stop. It spoke with no identification of their gender. Only your imagination of whether it was human, monstrous, or not on whether it was friend or foe.  

"My, My, to think monsters could be so easily seen even here..." 

The girl's voice gasped at how she didn't even hear someone coming or even the door opening. Slowly opening her eyes back, she looked around wondering who was talking to her? Figure it was a doctor but hopefully not that one. The voice sounded amused with a witched sense of entrainment. There was something that made them stunned at something but scratching at the unexpected acts. The little girl was feeling her heart pulsing for she knows she doesn't want silent but not with a random stranger she can't see.   

'Wait...if I just heard someone...why is it--' 

Confused and believing she was hearing things now she looked around thinking they were just outside. But when she blinked, she saw a body painted in all black it was very tall, but she couldn't see anything other than someone, or something was inside the dark space. Her hand twitched a bit not because she was scared but it was where did this person come from? 

"Ah, pardon me. Where are my manners? Here. Can you see me now?" 

Seeing how the large blob of black finally forming at least a solid body.  She could then see what looked like feathers shedding off it's back. Giving that sweet view of freshly falling snow. Tilting her head in the pillow the figure started walking slowly towards her, she could hear the echoing sounds of heels in the room. The dark, face-less, gender figure towered over her. Wanting to see if either the child knows why they are here or just to see them scared. 

Taking a deep breath believing that she was basically dying, terrified as she is. She probably thought it was coming. But just wanted her last moment to be...truthful. as she asked in this almost tiniest voice not able to take another lie.