Without much forethought, The darkhat resided in Patricia and took on the mohe Cross-Killer began talking slowly. “Much like a newbor know what it is, I don’t know the full ao that question.” This darkness recalled itself and its four arms with attached wicked cws, grappling and pulling itself free of the bd nearly boiling pit. “Like a child, I am self-aware and possess a certain amount of chaos and hate within my misty form.” Patricia stopped and stared off into the distance more. “These diamond eyes saw that the bck muck had taihe trees and nd all around where the pit resided.” Pausing for a moment, the darkness could once more see its amorphic blob of itself, “Possession and fear are what make me stronger.” It pihe meat of Patricia’s arm a its cw tear out a k of the body. “While I survive and cause issues in my mist form, it is…much…more satisfying to take another shell.”
Noah listehe best he could through the burning pain in his arm and leg. Finally able to piece together a small pook a risk and calmly asked what he sidered the most important question. “ you show me?”
Breaking free of its own birth trahe Cross-Killer shook its head side to side. “Not a bsp; It took me a few hours to gain trol of this shell. I pn to transfer from this sack of rotti iime.” It winked one of its empty soulless eyes and stood up. “You little mb will be instrumental iing me another body.” It let out a pure evil cackle, “Your other champion tracked you down as well.” Patricia picked up the drill and then tinued, “Charles Sheppard, You know…or knew him.”
“Y..yes.” Noah stammered over his affirming word, “...Wh..what did you d..d..do to him.” He sputtered as fear and fright sought to e him once more.
Patricia set the drill on Noah’s bad skipped upstairs. “It was quite iive, even for me.” Opening another set of cargo doors, The Cross-Killer exposed another fifteen crosses and one bundled body. “Here we go. As you see, you and this sack are just unknown mbs to the sughter, a o be reported. Halloween is such a fun time for your kind.” She tossed the body over a rail where it nded with a thud on the floor close to Noah.
When Noah jumped at the sound of the body hitting the ground, it once more irritated his new wounds, sending another jolt of white-hot pain through his body. He grimaced and drooled as he spoke, “W-What d-d-did you do to him. Oh lord…” He cried and shook helplessly oeel table.
Laughing as she made her way back to Noah, the misty darkhat atricia answered Noah, “The short answer is exsanguinate.” She picked up the drill and resumed her work, digging into Noah’s sed leg. “I bled the fool dry. His blood mixed with the bck pool of ke water outside.” She felt the drill get stud reversed the auger, making Noah scream once more. “Musiy ears.” She ughed and mao affix the burning ring into his leg, “Once I bled the little stist dry, I used a warm fan and a little mist…You’d call it magid dried the corpse out.” Patricia felt Noah go limp once more and sighed. “You are being problematibsp; She stabbed Noah with another iion of adrenaline and waited for him to again open his eyes. “I said yoing to die when I say so. Right now, I need you to be alive.”
g untrolbly, Noah felt the loss of his friend and the ongoing white fmes of pain eg through his body. “You’ve wrecked everything he and I were w towards. We were trying to get the vampires of the area gone. Why?” He cried and jolted agaihe Cross-Killer began w on the undamaged arm.
“Vampires?” The news washed over the Patricia-mist creature and she paused while the blood flowed from Noah’s arm. “I suppose it makes sense, mb. Tell me..” She pohe possibilities as she affixed the final burning ring into Noah’s arm, “...How do you know there are vampires? I assume you mean the creatures of human legend.” Patricia coughed up part of her stomach, where it was bd green. “Noah…” The dark creature float-walked in front of the abused man, and held her rotting hand in front of his nose. “Sleeping. Fine. I am doh you for the moment anyway.” She unbuckled Noah from the steel table and ed him to the wall in the same room, television still pying the strange news. “I need more information about vampires.” She watched the television as the reporter started a story about a grandmother who had just murdered her grandchildren and stuffed them into vacuum-sealed bags. “They don’t know much fear. So I ’t detect them with that ability.”
Patricia got up and walked to the brackish ke that overlooked the fish factory. “The more I i, the better a pn I e up with.” She looked up at the sun and guessed it was close to two o'clock, “e on new meat, follow your breadcrumbs. e save Noah you predictable bitch.”
