He observes as I tremble and nearly stumble for trying to take a few steps back. I take a deep breath and close my eyes hoping that all of this is only a delusion from the medication or maybe from the strong street lights.
Opening my eyes again I find that, no is not a delusion and that is very real, a guy bathed in blood is still standing on the rail. I say without thinking.
"What did I do to deserve this? You know what I just will go back, and you do whatever you were doing…"
I try to turn around, but a silvery voice stops me.
"If you think that I will let you escape then you're more stupid than you look." He talks sarcastically, it feels like a cat playing with the mouse before killing it.
"Then I would scream and more people are going to-" In a flash of silver the guy jumps and stands just a few centimetres away, I yelp and fall on my butt like a little kid. He looks while grinning but when he gets a closer inspection at my face his eyes get wide and shake for a second before starting to smile.
"You...What is your name?"
"I won't tell you."
"Hmm…" he stays silent after that while contemplating something, but that is just unnerving.
I try to move from the floor, but those eyes focus on me right away; I flinch, and he squats, getting near my face, I can feel his breath and the smell of copper, just then I remember the blood and a shiver travels through my body.
I can see how it drips from his hands to the floor between my legs. It's gross but when I focus on the bloody hands, once more my memory flashes.
'Night, a castle, screams"Please don't!" The sky is red and beautiful.'
"¡Aah!" I gasp as something wet touches my cheek, a pair of clear eyes stare at me and something inside me thinks, they are as red as that sky, but it seems like a lonely and sad gaze.
"Why are you so sad?"
"...more than sad I would say bored." His gaze changes so fast that the sadness from before seems not real."My name is Adelard De Lamentea, so can you tell me your name now?"
While speaking his other hand touches my hair, so I slapped both hands away and standing up, I scowled at him for leaving blood on my face.
"I am Czarina Solovyova, happy?"
"Yes...well just so you know, normally you wouldn't give a name so easily to a Hitman." With a honey voice, he talks like I am some kind of pet or idiotic child.
I try to hide my nervousness; I don't need this guy knowing my fears.
"So what, you wanted an answer I gave you one, and clean your hands, that is gross plus unsanitary"
Still crouching on the floor, Adelard looks at his hands and smiles sardonically, then like it was an everyday occurrence he takes out of a pocket, a handkerchief and cleans his palms but that doesn't help much as the clothes are still very much ruined.
"What were you doing?"
"One of my targets was in this hospital, so I entered through that door" Adelard points to the terrace door." and when you came, I was already going to leave, and you know the rest."
I don't know what to respond, so I stay quiet, imagining a poor soul that was killed. (In what room that person was? Here, near the top of the building or, was it near my room?) That thought is horrible.
"Vicious" my mumbling must have been quite loud for he only smirks once more."Then can I go back or are you going to kill me too?"
"Pft...don't worry little empress, if you promise that you keep this a secret then you're free to go" That is a relief, but before I could relax "Then I will see you next time, see ya!"Adelard jumps to the rail and disappears.
"Ah…" I gasp and run to see if he has fallen, but there is nothing below only the cars in the street.
"WHAT DID JUST HAPPEN?!" I sit on the floor and scream to the winds