I Am Night. 2 So it's been about a month since I posted the first part of I am night. Thanks for all the feedback and keep it coming. Here's part 2. Chapter two: Call me night. "You, must be Zara. Zara Collins?." His voice was strong but sharp at the same time. He smiled politely, revealing rows of clean, white, unusually sharp teeth. His moustache bristled as he spoke. "I... Yes." She was quite mesmerised by this curious stranger. Who was he?.. The moment she set eyes on him something buried at the very back of her mind rustled, if ever so slightly. He nodded slowly, then reached a pale long-fingered hand into his trouser pocket. Pulling out a simple black notebook and a silver fountain pen he began to write. He paused, and looked at Zara. He cleared his throat. "Please excuse my rudeness. My name is Johann, but most people call me night. He extended a hand to Zara. His long fingers ended with sharp, neatly trimmed nails. She shook it timidly, unsure of what to do next. Night cleared his throat. "You're uncle is Samuel Collins?.." Zara looked down. "Yes..". "Hm..Just want I wanted to hear." He half-smiled, once again revealing snow-white teeth. Zara's gaze turned towards his eyes, hidden by the glasses, she wondered what colour they were.. "I have a note for your uncle Zara." He produced a red envelope and handed it to her carefully. "You will deliver it for me, yes?.." She nodded. "Good. I expect we'll be seeing each other quite soon. Don't lock the window." And with that, he climbed back into the passenger seat of the Mercedes, rolled up the black window and drove away, leaving nothing but cloud of dirt and a very confused Zara behind him.