Rain pelted the ground as Rumiko stared out the window. London was a rather dull place as far as she was concerned. She ached to sleep, but the vigorus pounding of lightning lit up her mind. The sound was so intense her heart leapped as it struck. Adrinaline hightening every sense. She fear Londons streets at night.
Not so much the noise that bothered her. It was what couldn't be seen. What lerked in the shadows at night. Only to be light up when thunder struck. The eyes that always stared back as she peared out the windoe. The dark evil eyes that dared her to step outside.
Tonight they were nowhere to be seen. The man that haunted her rainy days had left. It eased Rumikos mind. The fact that he was gone made her life easier. Then she heard footsteps. She whirled around to see the haunting gazed. A man in a black trench that was cloth and buttoned up from the waist to the chest stood in front of her. The sleaves and corners of the trench were torn. The man had shaggy black hair that fell down past his eyes. He wore a white porclen mask that had many fractures below the right eye. The eyes were outlined in black which brought out the opake eyes. The mans eyes were slightly pointed and stuck out of his hair a little. He wore black leather pants that the front was woven together. His hands looked more like claws and in his right hand was a dead cat dripping with blood. As Rumiko looked up she noticed blood running down the mans neck.
Rumiko pressed her body onto the window trying to get out. The man stepped closer and reached out for her with his empty hand. She tried to run but her legs refused to move. Fear had now peralized her. As he grabbed her and hefted her onto his shoulder she walked out of the house. A scream parted form her lips. It was so loud it could wake the dead.