it came that night

"Hmm..." Ectroy squinted at his reflection.

"I don't see any purple...patches."

"But you-" I inched backwards.

Ectroy set a strong hand on my shoulder, with a charming smile.

I flinched.

"I think you've been in that dark room for too long," his fingers caressed my cheek in slow icy strokes.

"Get some rest. You'll feel clearer in the morning, I promise."