She was actually immersed in that beautiful the Butterflies were showing her.
She want to touch them and move her hand in the air, waiting for the butterflies to touch her.
And when she attempt to touch one, it vanish into think air, even the pigment turn into Ashes.
She was woken up by the fantasy when childlike voice rang around her or maybe it was in her head.
" Hahahaha! another prey...it's a feast ", The voice was that if a child but this time it make her feel little different.
It gave her goosebumps and her hair stand on while hearing the voice.
She was not scared but curious as to how can a child has such a power and rank that he was able to hide his presence while keeping her in check.
That was the moment she realised something was off.
She turn around, the butterflies still flying around her and giving her the hell chills. She turn around...
" Show yourself....", She warned in high pitch tone.