Phantom Hollow it's a mad, mad, mad, world

"Be gone," the girl had said, and the man's emerald eyes narrowed in amusement, a giggle bubbling in his throat and slithering past black lips. "A pity, it isss for sssome, darling, but you cannot get rid of me that easssily,"  Snake hummed in response, head swaying back and forth, back and forth, as he tried to find the source of the female's voice. Saliva dripped from his parted jaws, coating the ground below him in his sick anticipation. He could tear her body apart bit by bit, create a painting with her blood, strangle her in her own entrails. How fun that sounded!

"Keep talking, sweetheart. I will have you soon enough," he thought as he tried to get her to keep up the conversation; the more she spoke, the closer he could get. However, oblivious to Snake, the girl had a plan of her own, and the devil would most likely find himself caught in her web. 

Her next words met his ears, and he couldn't help but let loose another mad cackle. "Will you now?" he said in between chuckles, mouth curling impossibly wide in a crazed grin. "I think I might look forward to it!"