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Inuki Saito was not enjoying herself. She felt sick, she felt tired and she was terrified of the state of the world. Little information had been given in regards to the creatures reportedly seen in some of the places that were destroyed or disturbed by unprecedented disasters and attacks and it appeared that Paris was a hot bed for them. She settled on a park bench, unable to believe that the latest news had come from Tokyo, as a train station was ravaged by two combatants with these strange powers that were all over the news feeds. Inuki reveled in logic and realism and she was having a hard time understanding what was happening. The idea of her world changing was baffling and she wanted nothing more than to simply deny what was happening around her but that wasn't going to happen. Be in that these beings were aliens, demons or the worst beasts from nightmares, they were real and Inuki couldn't get her head around that fact.
Inuki loved Tokyo tower but now it seemed like a distant memory that she could come to this place and just sit, watching passersby, listening to her iPod and letting her troubles drift to the top of Tokyo Tower as if they hadn't existed. This was her favorite place in all of Tokyo. Shiba park was a beautiful place and Inuki wanted nothing more to be there. This was one time when Tokyo Tower, her shining beacon of hope was going to do little for her.
That was when she saw the man; the one with the sad black eyes. He looked toward her and she smiled but he did not return the gesture. In fact, his face was blank, stoic, and she looked away from him quickly. His eyes were so empty, so hollow.
She crossed her right leg over the left and slowly kicked her right foot back and forth but she stopped when she realized that the man had simply stopped walking nearly fifteen feet away from where she sat. She looked toward him and diverted her attention quickly to the tower but her eyesight slowly drifted back to him as she sat forward just a little. This was was unsettling, in his dingy jeans and black t-shirt covered in dust. She said, "Umm...hello, sir." but the man did nothing.
She tried to get a better view of his face but that was when she saw the blood running down his chin. She pressed her left hand to her mouth and said, "Sir..." and then, "Are you alright," as she got to her feet to go to him but before she could move toward him the man screamed, pressing his hands to his face before a bone-shattering crack sounded from the man and his head tore backward so quickly that the back of his head slammed into his upper back and empty, bleeding eyes stared toward her. She screamed.
Why her? Why in broad daylight? Her screams drew attention to her and to the man. But he was hardly that anymore as black hands tore the shoulders away from bones and slithering blood and muscle as bones shattered and stretched and the horrible figure did a dance of ecstasy as it took its first breath, screeching toward the sky. Inuki felt as if the world has playing tricks on her, as if gravity had become more effective and she was brought to her knees. She was frozen in terror as the creature ahead of her turned and set its four eyes on her. she wished she were dreaming, she wanted to be so bad. She began to sob and she mumbled, "Dear God, please, if you are out there I just want you to take me away from this. I don't want to die..."
The monster stomped toward her, its straight mouth slowly curving into a wretched smile. The thing hovered above her, seeming to savor her plight, her fear. But that was only before it reached for her, taking her head in both hands, before it slid its claws into the back of her head and drank her dry.