"Yes, I'm filing a restraining order."

"Against who?"

"Nel Vala. The Primary Leader of the PN," Eleanor says. She is a bit calmer than a few hours ago, with her boyfriend holding her hand.

The police officer thinks.

"On what account do you want to do so?"

"He sexually harassed me and threatened me with a butcher knife partially covered in blood."

"Do you have any evidence to back up your accusations?"

"You can investigate the door of the PN meeting compartment. It has tears and is marked with blood on one side."

Her face turns a light red and her eyes seem puffy. The officer takes some time as it sinks in, then grabs a pen and paper and tosses it to her.

Her boyfriend squeezes her hand.

"Write down what you may. Even though I don't understand how this butchering could have happened, you can be sure that wherever you are, he won't come near you."

She scribbles something on the paper with jelly handwriting.

When she leaves the room, she balls her hands into fists, her chocolate brown eyes watering. Her boyfriend tries to console her, and for the moment, it seems to work. He tells her that her PN boss won't lay a hand on her as long as he is around. A single tear escapes her crystals, but she straightens up. She marches towards the exit of the police station, dropping an empty plastic water glass into the cooler bin. She'll continue onto Cairo. There, she'll be safe.

But not for long. I will find her. I will eat her. For she deserves it. She was always the one to initiate contact. The sole purpose of my living is to get her cold and terrified, then drain the life and joy out of her.

For I am the Blood Monster.

A/N: See you next chap, 50sorers!