“We’re going to get you,” the voice inside his head spoke in a chilling whisper, he could feel it down my spine as he lifted up his unconscious partner weakly. He brought her up onto the rocky mountain, trying to ignore the voice as it teases him.

Alex felt a surge of anger crawl through him, as he felt a cold presence behind him. Placing a hand on his gun, he spun around to meet a whirl of mist in a form of a ghostly specie.

The specie chuckled darkly, “we’re much stronger,” they continue, then flash over to the unconscious woman. The dark mist then was shaped as a claw and slowly started to sink it’s claws into her cheek.

The man growled, “don’t touch her!” He yells out, grabbing his pocket knife from his belt. He threw it into the mist, then smirked as it was in half. Suddenly, the mist started to form into a circle right to next to Alex as he was picking up his knife.

“I’ve had enough of you, demon!” Alex spat, shoving his knife into his belt and raced over to the woman, who was starting to get conscious. He lifted her up and started sprinting down the path, regretting his mission entirely.

Annie, his partner in missions and in love opened up her gorgeous purple eyes and looked up at Alex. “Where are we going?” She whispers, feeling the sudden cold.

He gulped, and looked back, seeing dark circles approaching. “Nothing-“ he whispers, “I-I was trying to find another place to stay,” Alex weakly smiles and then starts to sprint again, this time into the forest.

“Where could there be a place here to stay?” Asks Annie, confused and a bit nervous. “Somewhere...” Alex replies, trying to keep a safe smile on his face as they travelled further into the dark forest.

Hearing sudden wind picking up, he then forces himself over to a tight cave and into it, even though it slightly cut his tank top as the two squeeze in.

“It’ll be enough,” he whispers, setting his lover down quickly and looked out the hole they made as they came through. The mist was shouting out curses as it realised they escaped.

There was a slightly relieved sigh from Alex, which made the mist spin around to face the cave. A cold smile came from it as it lightly whirled over somewhere else, not to be seen to anybody that evening.

That night, the only light was from the bright fire Alex set up and the low moonlight. Alex and Annie fit under a large layer of cloth that was left in the cave. And so, after a light meal of cooked, salty chicken, the two went to bed.

Annie fell asleep instantly. Alex, not so much...

Before he finally slept, a cold shriek came into his head,

“We are not over, Alex,”