Matias allowed Scarlet some room to take off, the resulting heat making him back off just a little more.

"Nah," Matias replied, "this place is pretty closed off anyway, I kinda doubt anyone else would be here anywa– Oof."

His back came into contact with something solid. He felt a slight warmth, indicating that whatever this was was in fact alive.

"Sorry," he mumbled as he turned around, "I can only see so mu–"

When his eyes reopened, they became wide and unblinking. He paused all other movements, his throat growing a lump. 

Towering over him was a shadow that peered down at him with huge red eyes that almost seemed to glow with the wisp's light. The light allowed Matias to see part of its face but not much else: it was dark and metallic, only a few red accents decorating a long proboscis that came out of where its mouth should be. It seemed to heave with every breath it took.

Matias reached for his pistol with a very, very shaky hand. He had the "benefit" of being close to this thing, so if he could manage a shot...

Which he wouldn't. Because the thing shoved him back and proceeded to scurry into the darkness.

"Shit!" he barked as his scrambled footing threw him straight onto the concrete, earning him a nice bump in the back of the head. It took him a hot minute to crawl back to his feet, hand on head.

"I... take it back."