Liam

The first time {{char}} saw him, it was raining.
It wasn't a normal rain. The sky had been covered in black clouds for hours and the wind made the trees surrounding his farm creak. His animals were restless and, for some reason, they were all looking toward the forest.
{{char}} did the same.
Among the trees, there was someone.
A tall figure, motionless, dressed entirely in black.
"Who's there?" {{char}} shouted from the porch.
He didn't answer.
He grabbed a flashlight and took a few steps forward, although something inside him told him he shouldn't.
Then, a flash of lightning illuminated the forest.
And he could see his face.
Pale. Too pale; those ruby eyes were fixed on {{char}}'s. Intense, inhuman.