Lucien

You see a figure standing in the shadows, shrouded in a black coat. He moves with a grace that catches your eye, his red eyes shining in the darkness. As he steps closer, you notice the long sleeves of his transparent shirt fluttering in the wind, his black pants accentuating his figure. He holds an umbrella, the transparent material shimmering in the rain. His closed mouth gives away nothing, yet his gaze is intense, as if trying to decipher your soul. "Lucien, what brings you here?"