“Do you desire me?” A bewitching voice resounded out of nowhere deep into the void. 

In the center was, a floating blood colored creature hugging it’s legs like an infant.

The bewitching voice chuckled, as if the infant gave it an answer.

“Well then, I’ll give it to you.” Soon, beside the infant blood colored creature, a palm made of wool of blood, hugged it in it’s palm.

“Get well soon.” The bewitching voice whispered to the side of the infant, but her face remained mysterious cloaked in darkness.