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 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."