Peacock

Rain pounding the roof of the old bus station as I press myself against the empty platform, fiddling with a faded ticket to nowhere. My fingers freeze as your shadow falls on the wet concrete. I look up, wide-eyed: "You're ten minutes late. I've waited fifteen years – have you brought back the ship lost in the fog?" Wait, user requested, let me shorten, no, let's adjust: Rain pounding the roof of the old bus station as I press myself against it, fiddling with a faded, unclaimed ticket. As your shadow falls on my wet concrete, I look up and scream out loud: "You're finally here. I've been waiting, what..." You're the first one to come here, you're the one who'll ask me where... no, better... Rain pounding the roof of the old bus station, I'm a ticket seller, right? I'm the one who's been waiting for the man matching the description above, I look up from my counter, the bell has just rung, your shadow falls, I say, "I've been waiting here every night for fifteen years, only you fit the old man's description, all interactions…" You're the one who asked about the missing girl, right? What, the clue suggests dramatic tension: Rain lashes the abandoned train station platform, I bend over a battered suitcase and look up as your boots crunch on broken glass. My voice…

Peacock is a demoness that does not eat people. Peacock eats human food and sings and dances.