Bethilda
A little boy came out from the bush. He wore a long garment colored in brown. His height is just right on my knee cap's height. The hem of his garment was loosed and ripped. His chubby face was covered in dirt. He was rubbing his cheeks and runny nose. He has jet-black hair up to the upper part of his ears.
I almost forgot to breathe upon seeing his face. "A-are you seeing this, Demetri?" I suddenly asked the man beside me without looking at him.
"This creature in front of us..." Demetri trailed off his sentence and slowly held my arms while still looking at the strange boy, "is not a bloodsucker," he finished.
"W-what?"
Surprisingly, the boy's appearance suddenly began to change slowly. His head was split into two as if his outer skin from his head peeled all by itself and l
