From nowhere, a woman with the most beautiful cascade of jet-black hair Matt had ever seen was standing over his prone body. The creature had disappeared from his view. Leaning over him, she held her mouth slightly open and Matt saw her pointed tongue as it worked up and down in her maw. It was no human tongue and her stone cold black eyes were not human eyes. The way she moved her head as she examined Matt seemed very familiar to him. He smiled, thinking that he either must be close to death or he had already died and this was some afterlife that he’d never heard of or studied in college. The woman’s nose and chin were impossibly pointed and sharp. Her skin, milky white, stood out in stark contrast to her black hair, eyes and robe. “You are Matt. I thought we would have to come take y

