Have wandered too close

The demon perked up when she heard the sound of footsteps heading her way. Rising up from the body at her feet, she turned to face the stranger, a wide smile on her blood splattered face. In her hands she twirled a knife, the tip pressed to her pointer finger while the butt end of it was in her opposite palm. “Hello there, darling,” cooed the demon, “What can I do for you?”