[Sadrain]

November 29th, Chicago; Sewer #17.

The shadow ball shivered and pulsated, as if it was something alive, when Amante came closer. It stilled then, but a shadowy tendril reached out and touched his hand, then wrapped around it. It felt like something physical, cold yet warm at the same time, in an impossible manner. A moment later, something human like separated from the mass, its hand being the tendril now, which it moved and threw Amante at the wall, with full force.

"Depart now, thou hath no dealings here," the being spoke, it's voice quiet, but certainly audible.

Within the ball, Leila knew someone had approached, but she had no idea who it was... She just wanted it to leave, whatever it took. The girl whimpered quietly, but the sound set off a coughing fit, which left bloody marks on her hand.