Rachel's legs failed to move.The feeling was everywhere. That eerie chill that had been suffusing her body ever since she left the house suddenly seemed to intensify exponentially, causing her muscles and joints to lock up as if in a seizure.
Instinctively her hands moved to draw the little blade she always carried on her, but was promptly restricted by her own shadow. Now expurgated of every courage in her bones, Rachel questioned her stalker with fear.
"Who..." She paused to use the proper adjective. "....What are you?"
"Calamity" Came a hollow voice from within the shadowy figure before her. It didn't have a mouth, not one that Rachel could see anyway, but she had heard him loud and clear.
"You have a demon inside if you, do you know that?"
