It was dark and cold in the shadow of the small church. I stripped off my blood soaked coat and dropped it on the concrete ground. I placed my back against the wall and sank to the floor. I closed my eyes as I leaned my head back against the cold wall. I heard a faint noise coming from the stairs that led to the attic of the church. My eyes shot open and I looked aroud. I saw nothing but darkness. I took a deep, shaky breath. I was in no condition to defend myself. I crept around the corner. I heard another sound come from the stairs, but it was louder this time. I took a few more steps forward. Pain shot through my whole body with every move I made. I slowly made my way towards the stairs. I stepped through the small doorway, and immediately felt the presence of another person. I looked around. As I turned to the left, I came face to face with the figure of another human. I let out a loud shriek as I stumbled backwards. The figure moved closer to me, and I moved farther back. I was breathing heavily and I was utterly terrified. “Who are you?” I tried to say, but the words just wouldn’t come out. “It’s just me, Iva.” I heard the voice say. “How do you know who I am?” I finally managed to squeak out. “I’m Alastor.” I heard the voice say. “I …show more content…
He grabbed my wrist. I tried to pull away, but quickly stopped myself as I realized that the person had grasped my wounded arm. The person led me up the stairs and into the chruch’s attic. He pushed the small door open and crawled in, he lifted me up and pulled me in with him. He finally let go of my arm, and I backed up until my body was pressed agaisnt the wall. I watched as the person moved through the small room. I heard a noise and saw a flame emerge. The person had lit a torch. I looked around with wide eyes. When my eyes finally met his, he smiled. I slowly sat down on the floor. Alastor and I both went silent for a while. I was looking down at the ground when I heard Alastor