The Black Smoke!!!

Pepito, is shouting while drifting further and further to space. His suit, a story-teller corps standard, enables him to breathe in a gravity-less environment.

Pepito: TRINITY!!! TRINITY!!! *Darn this suit. Why is my anti-gravitational field not working properly? I'm drifting further. I need to do something.*

While trying to investigate his suit's problem, he didn't notice the presence of the great black smoke behind him. It was already too late before he realized he was already engulfed by the entity.

Pepito: *W-what's this? Huh? A smoke? No! This is a demon spirit. T-the great Echthra. No. No...**This cannot be. Trinity...*

The spirit engulfed him and everything went black.