His Lost Girl

Slowly turning around, her lifeless blue eyes observed the empty ally. Only a single streetlamp, half-broken, lit up the falling raindrops.

A wisp of blonde hair was seen as she dashed into the doorway near her. Her eyes were frantic, fearful even.... though the ally was empty... she had seen something that made everything still, even the clouds held their breath as they watched the scene that only a few could see.

A shadow danced across the ally but was soon gone as the sound of thunder sliced through the air and lighting lit up the sky.