(Yep, here you go!)
Just a quarter till five, and the sky was gradually growing darker and darker as time went on. Nicholas strolled along the sidewalk with his phone in his hand. It was flipped opened reading a message from a private investigator that the Abbeys must have hired to help find their daughter. The message was oddly lengthy to him, explaining that the investigator wanted to meet with him, along with others, in order to help them begin to conduct their investigation. Below it, there was an address to a restaurant downtown on the corner of Ciobanu Street, which he was on his way to. As he walked his way there, his mind began to drift back to what had occurred that day.
Everything had happened so swiftly right before his eyes, and yet he still felt stuck in that point of time, yet everything that happened after it is nothing but a faint blur. None of it made sense to him, none at all. When he had first went over to the Abbeys' home, he did not see anything demonic with the girl; he had only seen her as severely ill and suggested to Misses Abbey to take her to a doctor. Only a few days after, he was called back and kept coming over every few days or so. His mind constantly went back to the moment he saw Rosemarie's eyes turn black before he was magically thrown back against the wall. He could still hear the thud when his back made contact with the wall; his shoulder still hurts thanks to a terrible bruise he got from that. The sight of the demon overtaking Rosemarie, smirking back at him flashed in his mind. Even walking outside in the cold, thinking about it gave him a chill.
Strange… It was all so strange to him. In past cases, he was able to find them and excommunicate the damned spirits. And in the ones where it was not so obvious, he still was able to get them in the end. He was not sure what was going on this time, the fact made him frustrated. A sigh left his lips as he shook his head in thought. Deep down Nicholas is worried about the situation, but he was not really hopeful in a investigator being able to catch a demon possessing a young woman. His faith in the idea was low.
As he approached the restaurant, a cacophony of crows rang in his ears. Glancing up, he noticed how some flocked, standing on the roofs around the buildings nearby. Some even landed on the ground close to him. His shoulders tensed up, but he forced them to relax as he turned his head to look straight at the restaurant. Nicholas closed his phone then put it in his jacket before opening the door and stepping inside.