Snippet #1456018

A beam of light cut across the dark at Cris' face

Cris Flinched as the light hit his eyes, but then the girl started to run. In the dark no less. His mind began to calculate possibilities again. Was she afraid of the dark? At this possibility his mouth turned up in a sadistic smile. It was a little pleasure of his to make things go 'bump!' Maybe he would demonstrate his skill. He took a step towards where the girl was going, her light floating off into the darkness...then it was cut out.
Cris smiled, that couldn't stop him. he closed his eyes, and when he opened them it was as if it was as bright as day. His pupil filled the entire open space of his eyes, making a dark hole where his eye should be, he began to run after her. His boots clunking up and down. Then he stopped, his eyes twisted in thought...
And he was in front of her, she barreled into his chest, but he didn't even flinch, "Why do you run from me?" He asked, a slight growl coming through under his breath, his mouth curled to a wicked point in what could have been an evil excuse for a smile.