The Devil's Gift/The Bloody Handed

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I remember seeing her in the girl's room today, acting like a mad woman. She rapidly shakes her head and speaks to Eddie in an unintelligible tone. She darts her gaze to me then to him, her nodding almost pleadingly. Eddie holds his hands up in surrender, nods, and gestures her in. He looks at me on his way to the back hall. What? Was Chrissy Cunningham, the high school sweetheart buying drugs from the known outcast Eddie Munson?

She whispers to Eddie, but I get over hear her. "Do you have the.. special K?" Ketamine? This girl was taking Ketamine, the ultimate street drug? There was no way. "How.. do I make it kick in faster?" She asks looking around.

Eddie walks over to the table and fumbles with a whole bunch of junk. "Well, depends if you snort it or not." He walks to the back room.

I slowly stand up and approach the poor girl. "Chrissy?" She nods and looks around the room like she's seen a ghost. She was in her cheer outfit still. "We met in the girls restroom earlier, I was the one checking on you. What is going on? Are you safe?" I purse a smile at her and she does a quick one back. She doesn't respond but instead starts to form beads of sweat on her head. All of a sudden, I see her expression change from frantic to panicked.

"No!" She screams. Her hands come up to guard her face and I move back as she almost hits me. I stand up and shake her shoulders, attempting to snap reality back. Was she high on something and is paranoid?

"Chrissy! You're fine!" She didn't budge. "Chrissy. Hey!" I shake her and her body goes still. Her gaze is straight and dead. My hands remain on her shoulders and her mouth is open as if she had no more control over her body. She was just.. a zombie.

"Eddie! You need to see this! Chrissy!" I shake her harder and she doesn't respond. Her eyes start going white and her eyelids begin fluttering.

What the actual fuck.

"Uh.. Chrissy?" He runs over taking my place. I take a seat onto the couch, mortified from what I was seeing. This didn't look like any drug episode I've ever heard of. He starts to snap in her face. "Hey, Chrissy." He snaps again. "Hey!" He grabs her shoulders. "Chrissy wake up! I don't like this Chrissy wake up! Hey! Hello!" Eddie is shaking her and she continues to remain dead faced and twitching. Her arms are limp at her side and her body starts to shake. He starts to tap her cheek. "Chrissy- Chrissy, wake up now!"

"We need to call the cops, Eddie!" He looks at me and nods.

"You're right, yeah." He turns around and teaches for the phone on the wall, when all of a sudden a bang sounds, vibrating the trailer. I look and Christie go up in the air. Her body was smacked onto the ceiling, her back against the it almost as if she was there by force.

I stand up from the couch and back up immediately alongside Eddie.

"Eddie what the fuck is this!"

"I don't know, okay?!"

All of a sudden her arms and legs start to break in ninety degree angles, the crunching sound piercing my ears. Her jaw moves to the side as if it was breaking as well. Eddie falls to the ground and crawls back, screaming. I stood there in shock because what I was seeing was not normal. This was pure demonic.

Chrissy's body drops to the ground, lifeless, mangled, and destroyed. Eddie bolts out of the front door screaming. I follow suit, but as soon as I go out front Eddie is driving off in his van.

"Asshole!" I yell. I frantically search for the way back home not caring at this point. I will run until my feet give out from under me.

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