Chapter 80: Field

Not even when I felt eyes on me. I didn't know whether it were the demons or the dark ones watching me, but I shrugged off the incredibly uncomfortable feeling and kept walking. My feet were starting to ache terribly and my body was tense from the fear. The blood on my arm was starting to try and stick to my skin.

An instinctual urge suddenly halted me in my tracks. I strained my senses, but all I heard was silence—no approaching footsteps, no sound at all.

I waited for ten whole seconds.

"HELP ME!" I screamed desperately.

Still, nothing.

"HELP ME!" I cried out again.

Come for me, you filthy dark ones. Smell my blood and come for me like the blood thirsty creatures you are.

"HELP-"

I stopped when a figure appeared— black, with long fingers and long limbs. Nothing like the strong build demons had. Its eyes burned with bright red intensity, and it regarded me with an unsettling familiarity, as if I were a long-lost family member. I didn't know where he come from; he seemed to em