Re: [Hydracula]
[There is still no heat from the figure beside the door, the one just close enough to push away the stool that had held the table. No scent except those that have clung to his clothes, the same scents that pervade the entire dorm. But a simple mind is more in tune with the heart, and any heart can recognize the danger, the wrongness of the scarlet energy licking around that form, of the jagged, black, thorned curls that spiral around it.
Of course, these impressions may be secondary to the cyclone spinning up from the pool of darkness blooming across the floor, the glider's head directly at ground zero.]
I would have your memories, please, before I take your life.