[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Town Meeting
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] No one[/center][hr]

The second that Liam saw Vivian turn toward him, his heart began to race, a sinking feeling filled his stomach. He'd hoped that the holy water would've had more of an effect, that it might've stopped or at the very least slowed her down, but it only seemed to piss her off more. He backed up slowly, but he was stunned by fear, and it wasn't long before he felt her hand around his neck, gasping around her grip as it tightened about his neck. Reaching up, he grasped her hand, pulling at her fingers as she hissed in his face.

When she screeched, Liam thought he was dead, he had no idea what had happened until her grip loosened and she let him go. Stumbling back, he tripped over his own feet and fell back onto his ass, watching her in awe and terror as she began to melt, as the skin, muscle and everything began to pool at the ground. He was half convinced he was dreaming, he stared at the knife which had finished her off, he didn't understand any of it. Liam had been a skeptic, convinced all of this was fake, just a result of climate change or something, but this was all so different, this was a nightmare.

He got to his feet again and took a few more steps back, looking down at the demon as she lay dying on the ground, shock still on his face as he looked between the others present, those who had made an effort to try and fight her. He didn't know any of them, but they'd all had that same instinct to do something. He needed to take a moment, he needed to speak to at least one of them, they all seemed to have some idea of what had happened, after all.