When the bird flew out the window it seemed like it had a pain in its wing, for it fluttered for several second before falling to the ground weakly, though in pain the creature struggled to escape more rapidly than Jessica had ever seen a bird escape from a human. As if it were terrified of somehting much worse. It fluttered and flapped in atempt to escape in futility as a moving fan drove past, crushing it without the drivier knowing, leaving the dead bird in its wake.<br/><br/>Jessica gasped, feeling cold dread fill up her spine. She backed up, her back pressed against something, a human body...it was cold, and seemed to radiate death. Two tentacles wrapped around her body, she knew it was not human, even as a joke.