Relatable

Chloe clicked her stopwatch and slowed down, staring at the screen as she walked off the track. Four minutes and eight seconds. For a human, this would have been an excellent time for a one-mile run.

Chloe wasn't human. She had just finished running two miles, and she was getting frustrated at how slow she had become. Maybe it had been too long since her last feeding, or maybe she just hadn't been exercising enough over the last half-year or so. She sat down on a nearby bench and sipped her water, caught her breath. Hells, she was definitely out of shape.

As she sat, she noticed another guy, a little older than her, who had legs that were pretty similar to her own. Another humanoid with digitigrade legs. She didn't want to come off like she was staring at him, but what else was she supposed to do? Besides, he seemed oddly focused on her himself.

@WorldDevourer

It wasn't too uncommon for people to know her name. Being in the news a couple of times would do that. "That's me. What's up?"

He didn't feel like a demon. This didn't mean that he wasn't a demon, but it did mean that he probably wasn't a demon, so she didn't think this would be about the club. Chloe's immediate reaction was to feel uncomfortable. She was already anticipating some kind of probing question about her father or - the demon kings of hell forbid it - about the corn maze incident. Well, she was sick of that, and she was already putting together a killer retort to get him off her back. The moment he mentioned Jenkins she was going to unload on him.

Chloe gave him a horrified look. "They threw holy water at you!?" The thought of random attacks like that horrified her. She could imagine one of her nieces, or even her daughter being a victim of that. The thought of someone flinging that stuff at her daughter would keep her up at night.

"Who the fuck..." Someone had to get to the bottom of this. That kind of behavior couldn't be allowed to continue. "I mean, do you know who did it?" As soon as he answered, she'd hit him with another question, frantic. "Where did it happen?" Then, "Did you report it to the police?"

Tez had the sense to report it. At least there was that. Hopefully the cops would take it seriously.

"I know people who would've died from that. Or if they lived, it wouldn't be pretty." Chloe wished she still had Arach serving her. If that masked man still went to Club Orpheus, Arach might have been able to figure out who it was. She could imagine the things she would have been able to do to him a year ago. She almost relished the thought of them. If only she had a way to find this guy...

She took a deep breath, she told herself that tracking this guy down wouldn't be a good use of her time or energy. Even if she found him, retaliation would be a bad idea. She should just try to push this revenge fantasy out of her mind.

"So, I hope the police deal with it. But there's not much we can do about it now. Did you say you wanted to join the club?" The story about the holy water attack must have pushed the earlier part of their conversation out of her mind.

"I'm glad that turned out as well as it did," Chloe said.

And that was all she wanted to say about the aftermath of the Corn Maze incident. She didn't get death threats very often anymore, at least. She didn't miss being that afraid of going out in public.

"Though, what did you mean by 'demon-like stuff?' Since that can mean different things depending on who you ask." She had taken a world religions class a while back, but she was drawing blanks on who Tez was supposed to be representing. Maybe she should have studied harder, back then.