The Last Miros

"But sir," Marie said, her voice shaking. "No one here can _______ it got...better to...manager...in...where we..." The screen glitched red and blue before everything pixelated and shut down. "She wasn't recording it directly...and the governor..." Anna said in a whisper. Erin sighed. "We'll just have to...what is that?" he asked, staring at the dim lighted room opposite of them that had seemed to appear there.The door creaked eerily.A faint scream in the distance was the only warning before a black and red being erupted out of the opposite room, bounding into Erin and consuming him in a flash, before melting back into the room, the door closing with a thud that made Anna jump.Anna covered her mouth, terrified of what had happened. A soft whine rang out near her, and she looked at the baby resting in her arms. Her daughter, Lilyann Emmerson. She had delicate light blue curls. But her eyes were covered, due to certain undefined problems.Somehow, Anna could see that the child had merely sensed the being's presence and was stirring with fear. Anna gave her daughter a little kiss before bundling her up and exiting the abandoned house with the cursed jewel." Access code: Rainchild. Signed: Anna Emmerson