Aaron

Aaron began to nervously pace around his hotel room. It was approximately 2 AM. He had not gotten a proper nights sleep in two… Three? Either two or three years. Ever since HE had shown up, his life had been a living hell. Constantly on the move, Aaron basically lived in hotels or his car. He had been suffering from hallucinations, and he was unable to hold a job. Aaron walked to the bathroom, lowered his head into the sink, and coughed. He coughed for a couple of minutes. He eventually started to cough up blood. He was so sick of this. He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. He was pale, thin, and looked sick. After staring at himself for a few seconds, he thought he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He whipped around facing the room and saw… Nothing. He sighed with relief. Maybe he should go outside, and take a walk, and clear his head. He turned towards the door. Something was between him and the door. I could describe it to you, but it’s physical appearance cannot describe the fear that accompanies this creature.   It was tall. Very tall. It was humanoid in shape although it was anything but. It wore a dark suit. Where his face should have been was nothing but pale white skin. Aaron stared, paralyzed with fear. He immediately doubled over in pain and began to cough up blood. He fell to his knees as he lost consciousness.