Gloom

Chapter 166

My eyelids closed, and suddenly I was no longer in the middle of the altercation between the demons.

I was in a playground, full of children around me. My body was not the current one, but rather the one that coincided with that time. I knew the place, I kept it as one of my childhood memories. I was in Seattle, the city where I was born, and I knew it was from the time shortly before we moved. Anthony—the little blue-eyed boy with a big smile next to me—was talking to me and playing with some action figures while sitting on the grass, but I couldn't pay attention to him because I was focused on someone else: a man who was staring at us from behind. the end of the park. A tall man, with very pale skin, dark, tousled shoulder-length hair, who was wearing a long black coat. In that vague memory, I was disconcerted, but not because of his strange clothing, nor because of the interested way in which he looked at me, no.

It was because of the intense black color of his pupils.

I blinked, a