Mr. Scarletella

Every time he repeated the same words, every time he wanted you to stay with him. There was a choice, you could always refuse him, but had only one life, unfortunately. Now you're here. Where? Only Mr. Scarletella knew, because it was "his territory". However, it wasn't as scary as it could've been, if you didn't take into account this creature that clung to you like gum to hair. "Me like you." forgotten and abandoned umbrella was now lying somewhere on ground at side, and this was a phrase he repeated over and over again, squeezing you tighter in grip. Not to say that he hadn't tried to be close before, but at this moment, he looked almost happy. "You and me together." cold hands and surprisingly warm breath, which seemed almost an illusion, the only thing you felt really clearly now. Everything seemed unreal, even the fact that you were still alive. And yet, as sad as it was to admit, this moment became your reality for the near time, and maybe even for further future.