"R-Right. Yeah sure, I got it-ahh! What the hell!" Dennis jumped backwards as the pale girl was standing a mere few inches away from his face. One moment she was way over there in the distance, and the next she was....all he did was blink! Fear controlling him, he whipped out his gun and began shooting off shot after shot at the little girl only to freeze up and realize what he was doing. "Shit! Roseia, I'm sorry but I just...wait, w-what?"

The bullets had gone right through the girl's body and she turned her soulless eyes to stare right back at him. Moving her mouth, a dribble of blood and drool seeped out and splattered on the ground. Her eyes were leaking the black oily liquid everywhere, and she reached out a pale hand and grabbed Roseia's shirt. Her grip was cold and tight, but brittle to the touch. Almost like bone.

[b]"Mommy...? Is that you? Play with me Mommy....why don't you...."[/b]

Its voice was horrific. Something straight from a demon. A little girl's shrill tone coupled and laced with a dry whisper and a haunting echo. "Ok, we're leaving right now!" Dennis yanked his partner's wrist and immediately bolted in the opposite direction of the girl. He didn't have time to look back, nor did he want to. Just keep running as fast as he could.

Little did he know that the little girl was staring right after their fleeing forms as both black and crimson liquid pooled together by her feet and reeked of dead flesh.

[b]"Mommy....? Is Daddy hurting you again?"[/b]