Alastor x Deer Demon Reader

Lost

Y/n's p.o.v.

My head was pounding. The last thing I remember is I was walking home from work then a sharp pain and then..... Black. I look around and the sky is blood red. Then I notice the smell of decay. I wrinkle my nose in disgust. I get up off the pavement and smooth out my wrinkled clothes. I stop mid swipe and look at my hands. I blink once, twice, three times. My hands didn't change, the blood covering my hands were dry. Like the blood was peeling off my hands kind of dry. I stare horrified at them. A memory flashes painfully in my mind, with intense pain I shut my eyes trying to reel my spinning head. I had clawed my attacker, he had stabbed me and I yanked the knife out of my lower abdomen. I slash at him with the bloodied knife. He dodges and pulls out a small revolver. I pay no mind and go after them. It's not the first time I'd ever been stabbed so I just ignore the pain. Planning on bandaging it later. Then a loud bang rings in my ears, next thing I know I'm on the ground with them looming over me. They pull the trigger again and now... Now here. Where is here? I look around again, people take no notice of me. No not people. Creatures. I squint slightly, demons. I press myself against the wall in panic. Am I in Hell? I mean I wasn't perfect but I was a good person. I mean I wasn't very religious. Well in the Christian way. I glace around and see no one takes any notice of a scared young woman pressing herself into the wall trying to melt away. I slowly peel myself off the wall. My hands shaking violently, I press them against my chest as a way to calm down. I try and will my legs to move forward but I seem to be rooted in place. Suddenly a small white hand comes into view. I jump to the side yelping. But when I see the person, she looks so sweet and innocent. "Hello, I'm Charlie" the small girl says. My eyes flicked over the girl and I grabbed her hand. She smiled and started to drag me off down the sidewalk.