There was hellfire and smoke.
But mostly there was ash.
So much ash, in fact, that it made a cloud covering a relatively big area of the river shore. Has anybody been there to witness it, they would say that the ash started seeping out of the ground from a crack that had spontanously appeared, that it had started shooting straight up until there was a cloud of smoke so dense you couldn't breathe in it.
But nobody was there to see it.
Out of the unbreathable smoke stumbled a woman that had not been there before.
Her hair look made out of smoke itself, long and dark, her grey eyes darting around in confusion. Her lack of clothes would be concerning to any passerby, but she didn't notice or mind it at all. Her own cough caught her by surprise, prompting her to rapidly touch her face and neck. Her nails were dull, just as her teeth, which she discovered by running her fingers over them.
She made her way out of the smoke cloud, swaying like a newborn calf making its first steps. She looked around, directing her uneven walk up along the river bank.
The ash cloud fell when she was long gone, leaving a perfectly circular shape on the sand.
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Demonic Detective: Day One
Mystery / ThrillerThere is a demon somewhere in the city, and the police chief Hazal Damir needs to find it before it kills anyone. There is a woman in the city that has little grasp on what it means to be a human, and Jasper with Elvira need to teach her to behave b...
