Inner Demons
Lyle saw someone in front of him.
A tall man with flaming red hair and eyes as deep as an abyss.
"Leilani!"
Leilani smiled, his every movement filled with grace and devilish temptation, "You already know, don't you? How this would all end?"
A trace of panic and fear entered Lyle's eyes and he shook his head. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Leilani twirled his hair, his black eyes were filled with a sadistic delight.
"You don't…I think you do. Am I wrong?"
With redness slowly engraved his eyes, Lyle started shivering, almost as if he had gone mad.
"An illusion. This is just an illusion." Lyle repeated over and over, as if willing his words into existence.
Leilani sneered as he walked closer to Lyle, the scent of sandalwood filling Lyle's nose.