I'm Not Weak (Alastor x reader)

Falling

You were nice enough, certainly not the best of people, but kind enough that people didn't suspect you when you walked into the store.
A kleptomaniac, was what people called your type. Compulsive stealing. You never really wanted what you stole, but the thrill of walking out of the door with more than you walked in with was kind of thrilling. It was danger without severe punishment.
You stole everything small enough to fit in your pockets, sometimes bigger.
You had become a master at the art of thriving, or so you thought.
There was a pretty necklace sparkling with diamonds sitting idly by, while the sales person was sitting on the other side of the store talking smack about some guy called jack.
You pretended to admire some earrings while inching closer to your prize. You managed to reach out and slip it into your sleeve without anyone noticing.
You asked the sales person how much carrot a gold ring had, and then dismissed him and left, giving the perception that they did not have anything you were looking for.
The necklace must have had a baroda on it because as you walked out of the door, the alarm went off, screeching horrible wails that you had stolen something.
Gapping it you ran, further and further, you looked behind you to see if they were still chasing and ran onto a road.
Your head snapped forward just in time to see a massive oil truck come speeding at you.
Blackness.
You couldn't see anything. You weren't entirely sure if you were dead or in a coma.
"Hello?" You tested. Nothing, you couldn't hear your own voice.
A mirror appeared, it materialized like something lifting up and out of water.
It glowed a faint red, and you walked up to check your image out of habit.
You did not look like you did before, you weren't even sure it was you.
Your hair had become long and pooled at your feet, (f/c) horns sprouted from your head, curling wickedly. You were in a dress stained with patches of gold and your eyes were wide and soulless.
You had no tail, but you had these weird spiky things curl up around d your ears. Even you skin color had changed, it was pale (f/c).
Your feet started sinking beneath the ground, the floor rippling up and around your ankles like water.
And then, you fell.