"Poppy....".
A british accent flowed through my head.
Two red eyes burned in my brain.
A glimmer of evil shone bright in them.
"His eyes were red." I realised.
"What?" The girl in front, who I recognised as Ellie, looked at me like I was crazy.
"Who? What? Can you explain what's going on?".
It was only then that I realised I was in the middle of a street. How did I end up here?
"Where am I?".
"I found you lying in the middle of the street. Care to explain?".
She sat down next to me.
"I was hanging out with Michael, you know, Michael Clifford? Well, he started spray painting, and his eyes turned red! Then, I woke up here.".
Her hazel eyes held disbelief.
"I think your just tired. People don't have red eyes. Let's get you home...".
She started to pull me up.
"His eyes were red!".
"Poppy, people. Don't. Have. Red. Eyes.".
"MICHAEL DID! It's like he was some sort of.... demon.".
I blacked out again.
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Demon //m.c//
Fanfictiondemon1 ˈdiːmən/ noun 1. an evil spirit or devil, especially one thought to possess a person or act as a tormentor in hell. Book 2 in the Unnatural Series
