95 Shady Vampire

“W-What’s going on?” Gray’s voice came out as an echo, his vision clouded by an inky black veil. A choir of whispers flooded his ears before quickly going silent, for the first time in a while his mind was truly quiet and he no longer felt the burden of the specters that were constantly eating away at him. But that was short-lived, the specters came rushing back, pushing his thoughts back to a corner of his mind.

When his vision finally cleared up, Layla’s body was gone and the faint taste of blood remained in his mouth. Feeling confused he quickly dressed before creating a blood katana in his right hand.

{What’s going on here? What did that girl do to me?} wondered Gray as he walked towards the door. His instincts were on high alert, feeling somewhat stupid for letting himself get into such a situation.

{Did she cast a spell? But I don’t feel anything off with my body.} As Gray thought this he clenched his fists.

{Ahh, my status window.}