I stand there, rooted in place as the reality of the situation dawns on me. I watch, my eyes transfixed on the scene as Luca takes a step back from my drunk self. The girl seems reluctant to let him out of her grip.
But, once he’s out of reach, her hands fall limply to her side. My drunk self is barely awake and barely aware of her actions. Luca’s expression then twists into a serious one.
A sudden, biting cold breeze sweeps through the alleyway. It sends a shiver coursing through my frail body. My eyes never leave Luca’s face. The man I’m looking at isn’t ordinary and what happens next proves me right.
Luca snaps his finger, the sound echoing through the silence. The air ignites with an eerie crimson glow, bringing to light the moving shadows hidden in the darkness. Their features are
