The Mischievous Deimon

The night sky burned brightly above them. There was no moon in sight and the stars twinkled in the night sky. A streetlight lit the alleyway as Lee Seng woke up to blood splattered all around him. The smell of blood and trash made him jump out of his position on the ground and scoot into the alleyway wall.

'What the hell happened?!?' Lee Seng thought. He couldn't remember much of anything. He was in Daros healing someone he barely knew (and they knew about him and Keng) and the next thing he knew he was lying next to a dead corpse. 'What the fuck is happening?' Lee Seng stood up and looked around. Blood was up the alley wall and the body was slumped against the wall. It looked like an older man with graying hair. He reeked of alcohol and wore business attire clothes.

"Oh god." Lee Seng whispered. He checked himself out and noticed blood all over him. "What the fuck happened? Did I… Did I black out? Did–"

Eleven giggled.