A Demon’s Kiss
We are all being hunted down by somebody, and the tinge of apprehension is evident in all our gazes as we look between each other.
"Who is that?" I ask warily.
"You tell me, this isn't my home," Keo reminds us.
We are in Territory Six right now, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. This person behind the door hasn't just randomly stumbled across this place, but at least not many in this Territory have been alerted to the known Demon.
I sigh, stalking over to open the door. Each one of us flinches at who stands there.
"Atari?" I gasp.
She stands there in a black coat, the hood pulled over her head. She smirks cruelly at me, my blood turning ice cold at the sight of her.