Wide-eyed and frozen with revulsion, Natalie slowly looked up
at the man, only to see that it was hardly a man at all. What she saw would never leave her
memory. An inhuman face stared back at
her, causing Natalie to lose any semblance of rational thought. An uncharacteristically loud shriek slipped
from Natalie’s mouth, which hung wide open.
In a frenzy of consternation, the rest of the clothes she was carrying
exploded from her arms, spiraling haphazardly all over the floor. The creature did not even flinch from the
display. The natural reflex would have
been to automatically shield its eyes from contracting any unnecessary harm in
a sudden outburst such as this one; but the long arms just remained suspended lifelessly,
making no motion to shield its face.
The clothes landed around the inhuman form, creating a
chaotic pile against the wall behind it.
Further stunned, Natalie grabbed Carol’s arm without thinking, and
pulled her away from the ethereal creature.
Carol, bewildered by Natalie’s outburst, ran along with her in a state
of panic.
