John's head snapped up, his normally blue eyes a blistering gold. He lifted the cane and pointed it at the man. He didn't say anything before the aura around him faded and he stumbled forward a bit. He was able to put his cane under him in time to keep himself from tumbling and falling. He gasped, feeling as if something was... Something was. He wasn't sure. There was this odd feeling in his chest.

But at the same time he felt weak, cold and his limbs were heavy. He looked up at the man, his own face pale. The man looked like... He wasn't sure. The man wasn't human though, he could tell.

"How do you know who I am?" He asked. John was surprised with how steady his voice sounded when his body was not.