"May death be upon you."
"What did you say?" The little lady's eyes glinted soft from the nearby single streetlight, her gaze unwavering on that towering figure. The night is shivering cold, darkness swallowed the twilight. Her fingers hovers light, gesturing to the black mist.
"Are you dead?" A voice ever so innocent. As if those words had uttered, had repeated. Her white dress, drenched with streaks of red and a missing red shoe.
"No. You are."
She pauses. Not a single car heard zooming pass the street, as headlights counted by her fingers, or at least, only by one hand. While missing an arm that she hasn't realized and a small back grazed, violent teared apart. Patch of her hair ripped off, smeared off.
"Oh... That's... unfortunate..." Her words softening with an unreadable expression. After a while in silence, the black mist leaned in to the toddler.
"Do you want to go home?" Its words, made her curious.
"Home? To Mama?" It gently shakes its humanoid misty head.
"Go home. Our home." A black crescent formed on its lips, only now she had noticed its black hollowed eyes, squinting with an eerie smile. Yet she wasn't afraid. Nodding soft and holding out her hand to it.
"Okay, let's go home." The black mist swirled for a while, before a human hand took hers appeared amidst the mists. It was icy cold to the touch, and paled skin. His hair longer to mid-length. His eyes black without light reflected in it, his eerie smile yet still plastered on his lips. Aside from his ominosity, he had a charming appearance.
"Don't smile like that. People will know, you're not human." The girl's giggled echoes through the night as she swings his hand, adorable. He tugged her hand forward, as he led her away toward the darkness. Then, she started to lull as they walked deeper and deeper into the darkness till no silhouette left seen.
"May death be upon you. Be it day and night, black and white, death and life. For death comes for you, as it comes for me, tonight..."