Allen winced as the redhead came closer and put a hand on his shoulder. Looking up at the man's face he finally saw the fangs.
...Shit. This he hadn't quite predicted, altough he really should have. In this kind of situation...The damn ghosts really liked to mess with people, didn't they?
Eyes widening in sudden fear, the exorcist jumped back and brought his left hand up in front of him. "Y-you're a..." he tried to stutter out coherent words, but failed. Dammit, what now?