Nightshift 40: Greenhouse Yard

[youlackmascara]

[from here]Itachi made it out to the yard without being accosted by any vengeance-obsessed brothers, so he could probably continue with his plans without further disruption. Additionally, there didn't seem to be any monsters or other obstacles in this area, either. With the exception of that minor occurrence, the night was proceeding entirely too

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[damned_monsters]

For a long moment there was no sign the mimic had chosen to pursue, even though its prey was incapacitated. And then there came the sound of something hitting the ground nearby, and after another pause, soft footfalls approaching with careful deliberation.

"You make it far too easy," the mimic observed, crouching beside Ken and resting a hand lightly on the man's injured shoulder. "Not very fun at all." Its words came out in an almost mocking chuckle, smug and self-satisfied.

The light touch suddenly turned to a tight grip for a moment, squeezing the reopened wound as the creature leaned in again. Too-sharp teeth closed on the soft flesh of the man's throat, the tips dimpling skin but not quite piercing for an agonizingly long instant before they finally broke through.

It was not by much, though, just enough that blood beaded on the surface; whereupon the mimic latched on, sucking at the wound to draw more forth, the tips of its fangs lightly grazing against Ken's skin as it did. Let him feel that, as he drifted into unconsciousness once more, and remember what could have happened.