“Come on, let's get out of this place.” The words were a warm whisper spoken against her neck, breath warmly brushing against her skin. The hint of stubble scraped the arc of neck and shoulder slightly, the scent of aftershave clinging to warm, musky skin. Large hands held her hips, trying to nudge the young woman towards the exit to the bar. His name was... Clark? Clive? Colin? She couldn't quite remember, nor did she particularly care. He had offered her a drink, one that had been followed by a few more as the evening had progressed. What had started as a celebration amongst colleagues, had slowly turned into an average night out. She hadn't seen Mandy for a while either, nor Dave. The two graphic designers probably had disappeared already. They had never been one for the night-life. 

“I guess I could go for some fresh air.” She murmured, soon stepping out into the cool night. The cold of night chased a shiver over her spine as it blew away the heat of the bar. Her spaghetti top was hardly any source of warmth. Colinclark noticed her shudder, a laugh escaping his lips. “I can warm you up, if you like.” He muttered, pressing the girl against the wall. A hand brushed over her shoulder, tugging at one of the straps. She pushed it away.

“Eh, I don't think so.” She warded him off, not really in the mood to get down and dirty in some random back alley. She had more class than that. 

“Come on.” He persisted, lips moving to nip at her neck. Alex pulled away. 

“I said no.” She spoke, pushing the man away. An annoyed grunt sounded from the man. “You playin' me?” He snarled, annoyed, obviously displeased at the turn of events. She, equally annoyed, crossed her arms. Though there had been a chance for the man before, his pushiness had ruined it now. Somewhere in the background, sirens wailed. She ignored it.

“Yea. You got me.” She coolly shot back, heeled foot planting itself firmly in the ground. He shook his head. “Fuckin' slut.” He spat, a hand running through his long hair. “Screw you.” He then added. 

“You wish.” She shot at his retreating back, turning away herself. Her mood was ruined, her heels tapping the ground rapidly as she made her way to the side of the street. Her hand reached for her phone, letting out an annoyed snarl as the screen remained black. Holding in the button produced a quick screen shouting “low battery”, before cutting out again. Great. Now she had to walk all the way home.

At least it wasn't raining. That certainly was a blessing as she cut through the empty streets. There was something slightly unnerving about the barren roads, so few people around. The shadows darkly loomed from alleys and in deep doorways, a somewhat sinister sight. She picked up her speed slightly.

She was almost home when she decided to cut through the alley that connected her current location to the street that she lived, when she almost tripped over a figure in the shadow. Alex could only barely maintain her balance as she stumbled forward, eyes turning wide when she faced the cause behind her almost-tumble. A scream almost escaped her lips -almost. 

A dead man! 

Or...was he? 

Her hand trembled as she lowered herself slightly, reaching for the man's arm. She jerked back as she touched him, as if the reality of his existence had been debatable up until that point. She shook her head, then forced herself to reach out again. Cautiously, she shook the man's arm slightly. “Hey.” She spoke, hoping for a response. “Hey!”