Demon Riot and Carlton Drake
It was then that Carlton felt very warm. Odd. He must have accidentally put the thermostat on high for some reason. Walking over to the object hanging on the wall, he looked at it.
Hmm. 70 degrees. Reasonable.
Then why was he so hot?
Suddenly Drake felt another presence in the lab with him. He turned his head to the right and then to the left, but saw no one.
Then why did he feel like he was being watched?
Walking back to the coat rack, he began to untie his lab coat from around his middle.
"Oh, don't take it off, Carlton, it suits you."
Carlton jumped and his eyes darted around the large lab, but there was no one here. He would have heard the door open.
"How do you know my name?" he asked, confused and just a little freaked out.
"Oh, I know everything about you, morsel," the deep, rough voice growled.
"How could you know everything about me? That's literally impossible, the human mind is so complicated and-"
"Who said I was human?" The voice sounded amused.
