The witchy shtriga shrieked and charged at Felix. It pinned him against the wall as it sucked his soul.
Felix's eyes started to feel heavy, and his arms felt weak. He slipped in and out of consciousness.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and Felix dropped to the ground. He watched as the shtriga shrieked as it burst into flames.
Felix looked at the door and saw someone at the doorway. It was a cop, he handcuffed Felix's hand behind him.
"What was that?" the cop asked as he helped him up.
Soon more cops entered.
"Clear!" the cop helping Felix yelled. He walked him out. As they walked away, Felix looked around for Nathan.
They walked out and the whole place was crowded with emergency services. The cop placed him in the back seat of his cruiser and went back inside.
The cop came back minutes later.
"My friend was in there. Is he okay?" Felix asked the moment he got in the driver's seat.
"What was that thing attacking you?" the cop asked as he looked at Felix in his rearview mirror.
"You won't believe me if I told you," Felix said then asked the police about Nathan again.
"Answer my question and I'll answer yours," the cop turned and said.
"Fine, it was a shtriga," Felix said with a straight face.
"A shtriga? What is that?" the cop asked but Felix shook his head.
"Tell me if you found a patient, about 5.7" feet tall, male, with brown eyes, and black hair," Felix asked.
"Yeah, I don't know but the paramedics are examining most of the patients," the cop replied.
The cop started the car, and as he drove he asked Felix some more questions.
When they got to the precinct, Felix was placed in an interrogation room. He waited there for almost an hour when a man walked in.
"I am Detective Marlowe," an older-looking man with a salt-and-pepper beard said.
Felix did not say anything, he just stared at him.
"Can I get you coffee, ... tea?" Detective Marlowe asked.
"Lawyer," Felix said and he chuckled and walked out.
Minutes later a B cop entered and took him into a holding cell. He spent the night there.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Nathan was handcuffed to a hospital bed. He woke up and heard the cuff rattle.
"What's going on?" Nathan asked a woman seated in a chair by his bed.
"You shot up a NICU," the woman explained.
"Who are you?" Nathan asked.
"I am Detective Virginia Cole," the woman said as she got up and introduced herself.
In a dark room, a man was hanged upside down from a chain. The only source of light was from a fireplace behind the hanging man.
A man with a disfigured face walked in.
"We found him," the man said and a woman emerged from the dark holding a whip.
"Where is he?" the woman asked.
"At the Payne manor but we don't know how to get in. The whole place is trapped," the man explained.
The woman struck the man with the whip. He did not flinch, he stood there unfazed.
A slash appeared under his eyes and he started bleeding.
"I don't want excuses. Go get him," the woman said and the man bowed in agreement.