Screaming serpent

He rubbed his face on the ground, unaware that there was a snake in the grass nearby. With his nose, eyes, and ears leaking strange glowing ooze, it was hard to keep his senses straight. That and the constant sound of whispering voices got his paranoia going, as he assumed they belonged to the demon or whatever plagued him already. He never forgot what Elias had told him...but the fact that he was tainted with that blood of his sires ancestry frightened him, and the world being thrown into darkness didn't help at all.

So when he heard someone speak nearby, he jumped to his feet and rounded on whoever it was with a snarl, though he remained rooted in place as what the stranger said slowly sunk in. "I-yes, I do! I don't know what's going on, who are you? Can you help?" He tried to wipe the thick ooze from his eyes, though it did little to help him see. He couldn't exactly make out what - or who - he was looking at, but he'd accept help from anyone at this point.