There could no longer be any doubt. It was HIM again... The guy with the long red goatee, and the dark gray suit. He was sitting at a bench and reading a copy of Scientific American, but he kept stealing glances, and he even cracked a little bit of a smile. This was the third time today, but somehow he always seemed to be there first, so he couldn't be following, could he? It was either a huge coincidence, or he was the strangest stalker ever.
Persephone stood still staring at him, a bit disturbed by the third sighting. She picked up her camera and took a picture of him. The tan skinned woman than turned on her heel and walked away, towards the exit of the park
She closed her eyes and thought hard before pulling out a spray can of extra strength pepper spray
Mr. Lewis smiled proudly with a quick glance before returning his gaze to the bats overhead. Some of them were beginning to make diving charges at their heads, and they had grown into a swarm, the rustling of their wings loud overhead. He ducked and rolled behind a dumpster. “Take cover! Less directions of attack; easier to defend!”
She ducked, diving to the side and spraying bats getting near her
The attacks came faster and faster, the airborne creatures bouncing off their cover with loud thwacks, and down the street, many of the bats began to come together in a formation like a hurricane of wings that gradually began to assume a humanoid shape. The bat-swarm moved forward slowly, approaching Persephone and Mr. Lewis along the ground in a motion approximating walking, a few inches above the ground.
Persephone gasped, moving and pressing against the wall. “What is that?”
“It feels like Mysticism and Blood Magic…. As if someone has split their spirit up to control all these bats…” he breathed heavily as the humanoid swarm of bats approached, a thousand wings humming against each other softly, rising and falling softly, almost like laughter.
“I’m scared!” she hissed. Her can disintegrated into dust after she said the words. She wanted to run and hide under the covers of her bed back home
As if sensing her fear, the swarm-thing advanced more quickly, extending one fluttering arm, sending a rushing deluge of bats towards them. Mr. Lewis grabbed the lid of a trash can as an impromptu shield, and from behind it, Persephone could see the rush of bats denting the metal in their furious onslaught. In moments, the swarm would reach them, and now they were pinned down.
She screamed. “What happens if it touches us?! ”
With a frown, he turned back to her, displaying a look that clearly stated he had no idea and was not in a hurry to find out. Looking around frantically, he sucked in a deep breath and fixed Persephone with determined eyes. “We have to rush through it…. There’s no other way.”
She whined a bit but nodded. She got ready to run
“Stay close behind me, right on my heels…” He said grimly, before turning to face the menacing bat-storm clattering against his makeshift shield. At a crouch, ducking behind the shield, he began to charge the creature, and angry bats whizzed past within inches on either side of him. His charge cut a narrow tunnel that quickly began to close behind him.
She ran with him feeling something smack against her as they got in
The sharp bite of fangs against her flesh burned like fire, and it was a flame that began to spread throughout her body. In seconds, they had pushed through the bats and the swarm began to dissipate as the park grew nearer. With searing pain, Persephone could feel her muscles stiffening as they became slower to respond to her commands.
She panted and whimpered stopping and falling. Ice formed around her as she tried to sooth the burning pain
As the burning sensation reached her head, a fever overtook her, and the shadows of the night lengthened and blurred. As if from under the sea, Mr. Lewis’s voice reached her. “Are you alright?” the distant voice echoed at the fringes of her awareness. Before her eyes, the image of his face twisted, from a look of intense concern into a monstrous visage of sadistic glee, and it was as if a thick black syrup oozed from inside her mind and throughout her body, tainting her perception and thickening her motions.