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A sound broke her from her thought, something that sounded like a sob in the distance. A cry in the fog somewhere to her right, she looked to it blankly, and after long seconds of thought, began approaching it. Eventually finding it's source, a young man on his knees, with a noose hanging near him. "...That would be waste." she was floating high now, above him so that she would remain undetected until she wanted, which was apparently now. "Life is valuable." she added as she lowered to be 'standing' on the floor, her bare feet not making sound as they phased through the earth the tinniest amount. "Even yours." She had no idea who this person was, he could have been a child raper, she didn't care, she knew better than most what a life was worth.[/quote]
Seeing the wispy figure above him only ended up scaring him even more, missing the kind words entirely. He fell back, squeaking in horror. His hood fell back, revealing the darkness spiraling across half of his face, and the tears flowing down his face. He pretty much entirely broke down right then, he was so overwhelmed and he couldn't bring himself to handle it anymore. If he succumbed to the dark right now, he knew that he could escape but in the condition that he was in now, it was highly unlikely that he'd be able to put it back under control for a long time. He could end up hurting an innocent person, and he couldn't do that. Still sobbing, you reached down to his belt with shaking hands and pulled a long, black knife out of a sheath. He held it up halfheartedly, obviously having no idea how to use it, and his shaking hands threatened to drop it every second. There wasn't much else he could do, he didn't know what it was that standing over him, but it was obviously some kind of dark creature sent by the cultists.