Ominous

Jane pondered about Rick, whom she did not heard from in a week. They have plans to hang out, but now she was uncertain. Should she call him or not? Suddenly, a whoosh sound startled her, and she rose from her seat, casting a spell as her eyes scanned the area cautiously.

“There is no trouble around,” Marcus assured her from behind.

Jane shrieked as she saw Marcus standing upright in a dark corner, far from the reach of the lamp. “You shouldn’t have done that!” she yelled. “You could have given me a heart attack. Why can’t you walk like a normal person?”

As Marcus stepped into the light, Jane noticed his stricken jaw, sharp eyes, and tumultuous expression of hate. The air became still and oppressive with every step he took. Jane unconsciously stood and moved back.

“Did something happen?” she asked, her voice shaking as she saw tendrils bulging on his skin that ran to his crimson eyes.