I saw the dancer glance down at me and smile. She blushed and looked away, sparing one last glance my way before the music started and her eyes closed. She moved her body on the stage, flowing like the waves in the ocean. With each movement, there was a reaction from the crowd as they watched her, amazed at her seductive pull.
He shook his head, turning his back to me. “You can’t do this. Please don’t do this, Sani. I don’t want to see you go down this path,” Alo pleaded. I could hear the sadness and hurt in his voice, but it was something I knew deep down I needed to do. Turning to the darkness felt good. It felt right.
I yelled out in pain, unable to hold it back anymore. My head fell back down to my chest, the fresh and warm blood curdling up in my neck rolls. I spit out blood, a red glob landing in front of me at my feet. “Daddy,” I started weakly. “Please.”
“Now listen to me. He will guide you to her. You will stop this nonsense,” Alo said from behind me as I began to shift back into my human form. “For whatever reason, she finds you worthy of her power. You’re going to need a guide to get to her. The journey only gets worse from here on out. It isn’t as simple as in and out.”
He looked around at the blood trail that led from behind him to where I sat. He examined the couch, turning from white to red the longer I sat there. I could feel the blood on my bare skin sticking to the couch as I shifted in my seat. “It was always about fun for you, Sani. That’s why the others made fun of you.”