Time's Up

I must say, after I forced some pills down her throat, Emily was much more pleasant to chat with. She smiled and she didn't whimper or curse and she answered all my questions politely and clearly. Granted, the pills also made her a bit ditzy-- a most unattractive quality, I must say-- but I suppose that couldn't be helped.

It's such a shame that no new information could be gleaned. She encountered Master, but she never felt the Compulsion. End of story.

Now, I do have a notebook full of my observations of her, and if I ever get the chance to keep watch over someone who does suffer from the Compulsion, I'm certain I could compare notes and puzzle something out, but unfortunately I have a serial killer to track.

My time with Miss Rivera has come to an end. Master showed up this morning and I felt a very firm command in my mind to leave this research for now and go find out who's been killing Servants. And Master turned His attention to my guest.

His suit became... I guess "blacker" would be the best way to describe it. It usually seems at least superficially like fabric, but when He looked at Emily it became a void. A vast expanse of pure blackness that began to seep out, away from His form and into the world around Him.

Have you ever dropped a bit of black dye into a glass water and watched it spread out with swirling tendrils? That's basically what happened.

That blackness traveled across the air and wrapped around Emily's head. I heard her scream, but the sound was soon cut off as His tendrils poured into her mouth. Her nostrils. Her ears. Her tear ducts.

The blackness entered into her and demolished what was there. What could not be destroyed was removed, and Emily is hallowed out so that nothing but a shell remained.

The blackness retreated, and the creature that was once Emily Rivera stood, its expression completely blank. Master held a pale hand out to her, His suit returning to normal, and she took it. Together, they vanished, leaving nothing behind but the command in my mind to head south, to Mobile, where the most recent attacks had occurred.

Well then. I guess it's time to get to work.

-STEWARD