He smiled.
"Well-" He snapped to the side as both of you heard a sound.
Chloe noticed that a radio suddenly came to life and started playing a song.
A frown slowly crept on her lips. How did it come to life? And whose it was - there were only two of them here.
!
She turned around as she felt a breeze of wind and a sound. She noticed Becket's eyes flashing in the darkness for a moment, as he looked around -his form tense, ready to pounce... Chloe could feel the raw power of his blood... Then she noticed a movent in the shadow. Something fell with a thud and started moving in their direction. It took her a moment to realise, that it was a head, leaving a red bloody trace behind - the head stopped in front of them, a face twisted in fear, mouth opened, the fangs-
-and then it was gone, burning to dust, leaving but a skull behind.
"A big bad wolf and a chick over the pale moon, admiring Digger's last breath~" A female voice sounded behind the two, making both of them freeze. But a moment ago, there was no one there - just a river. "That's all too familiar play one might say~"
The two turned around to see a woman sitting on the railing, completely relaxed, looking at them with amusement. She seemed to be completely unbothered by the blood splatters on her white shirt.
"Hmmm~ Mirror, mirror, on the wall... whose' the blond on the floor?" She spoke as she looked at Chloe, leaning forward, putting her chin on her open palm, a fanged smile spreading over her face.
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