"How long have you been here?"

Sesha looked up, haggered. "A long time, since I've come back."

The stranger placed his whisky glass down on the table. "You don't recognize your family."

"Hmm," Sesha chuckled. "You know, it's funny when you think about it? Time really does blur everything else out."

You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.

Sesha drowned his glass in a single gulp, and signalled the waitress with the empty glass for another.

Tommy sighed.

felt the change in the air. Something happened, and he felt it screaming in his gut.

And that change, started with the woman standing before him. Skin, almost bone-like, skeletal figure conjured a terrifying figure. Her dress were a pale, decaying beige, like flesh stretched out, and under the sun for too long.

Oh, and if that wasn't noticible, she was