In the downtown of Mambas City, lies the famous 'last drop' bar. The old but classy pub is dwarfed in the city's newly erected high-rise buildings. Its neon sign faintly flickers as a gentle shower hits the reflecting pavements. It's about seven in the evening, early. So the bar is almost empty.
Clank! The bell on the bar's entrance door rings and a tall man in a dark suit walks in. He has dark circles under his eyes and slumps as he walks. He also has a black leather briefcase in his hand.
The man looks about the bar as if searching for something, but his eyes are dark and looks dead inside. After a swooping scan of the whole room, he tiredly pulls himself into a seat and bangs on the table.
"Bartender! I need service!" The man yells in a deep growling voice. This catches the attention of a young bartender, Ali, who looks barely old enough to work in the place. Ali frowns and walks towards the man.
Not him again! Ali mutters under his breath while maintaining a smile as he approaches the man.
"What's your order sir," Ali says pulling out a pen and a notepad.
"Bring me the strongest drink you have. Three bottles!" The man says. He then quickly adds, "chop chop boy! Time's not to be wasted"
Ali walks aways very angry but keeping his composure. When he reaches the counter, he taps a girl bartender. She looks back.
"Hey Alissa, it's that guy again. Wasn't he banned from coming here?"
"Almost. It was a last warning" Alissa says staring at the man. "He'll get banned today for sure"
A few seconds later, Ali has brought the man three bottles of liquor and left quickly before he puts in fresh demands.
The man quickly starts chugging down the drinks, only stopping to clutch at his chest and belching at intervals. He finishes the first bottle, the second, and on the third, he stands up and starts yelling. He throws the bottle at the wall and staggers from his table.
"I am important...ain't nobody gonna tell me" hic "otherwise!" The man exclaims while staggering towards another table. The occupants of the said table, three women and a man, brace themselves.
He reaches the table and tries to grab one of the women. The guy at the table pulls the drunk man away but he clings to the woman's blouse tearing it. The whole bar, which was now almost full, starts droning and the music stops.
The assaulted woman yells in terror, hiding her torn cloth with her purse. He friends try consoling her while looking the man down and showering him with all kinds of insults.
The drunk man was now on the floor wiggling all over cry-laughing like a maniac.
"Yep, he's banned now for sure" Allisa says as two guards grab the man and drags him outside. The bar manager, a short plump woman, tells him off, promising him great consequences if he tries coming back.
Draw blood from her neck.
"Aaahh!" A teenage boy, Hamd, jolts from his sleep. He looks around his dark room, panting. "I was having that dream again," he quietly mumbles to himself while rubbing his temple. He gets out of his bed and stretches.
There's a bang at the house's outer door and then it slams open. Hamd quickly puts on his shirt and rushes out of his room. He looks at his phone, it's one am. He reaches the stairs and sees the drunk man stumble in. It was his dad.
Hamd stands there and watches as the man opens his briefcase and retrieves a golden bottle. Hamd's curiosity is peaked.
The bottle has a red ribbon on its long neck. The man slowly unties the ribbon while mumbling incoherently.
"He's drunk and wants to continue drinking?" Hamd says to himself, "let him die" He wanted to walk away but then suddenly, the bottle started producing thick purple smoke that quickly filled the entire living room.
The cloud of smoke started spiraling and then out of it a large shadow emerges, a figure with horns like a moose's antlers.
It was a tall dark feminine figure with horns and slender arms with long fingers and nails. The man grovels on the floor weeping at the sight of the dark creature. Hamd is terrified beyond words. He stood transfixed to the ground unable to do anything but watch in terror.
The creature quickly grabs the drunk man and stabs him in the neck with her long, sharp nail and decapitates him. Blood spurts all over the walls and floors. The creature drops the man's body.
"Thank you for releasing me" the creature says in a creepy low voice. It then diverts its attention to the panic-stricken Hamd. It rushes to him so fast that it seemed like it teleported there. "And you, who are you?"
Tears ran down Hamd's cheeks as he quivers in fear. He tries to escape but his legs were so heavy he could not take even one step to save himself. He could not escape even he tried.
The creature then swings its hand like a sword to chop the boy's head off but stops at a hair's length. It lowers its head to Hamd and stares into his eyes. Its eyes, a dark red glow of pure darkness.
It then slowly caresses Hamds head with it's scaly hand, making him almost wet himself.
"You remind me of someone I loved with my whole heart"