04. Paranoia and Demons
Olympia
SINCE FLEEING MY PARENTS CABIN I HAD TRAVELED ALL AROUND the country looking for somewhere to be. Well, that's a bit of an overstatement but I have been around the country.
Now I've settled here in the lovely state of Illinois.
I'm now living in some stranger's yard. When I first got here a demon lived here before I had 'killed' him.
Demons can't exactly be killed without a specific weapon, but you can send them to hell to recover. I was hoping I'd be out of here by the time he came back looking for more.
The strange man has a decent sized house, but it felt wrong living in the house of a man I had killed. And it had a copper stench to it. Someone had died there besides the demon, and I didn't intend to go on a easter egg hunt for dead bodies.
The thought made me queasy.
And then there is the fact that I'm not comfortable leaving this R.V. yet. I'm sure if I ever would be comfortable with that. Anytime those three came up into my mind I bottled those feeling deep down.
I didn't like confronting them and I don't think I will ever confidently confront them. I'd just bury them until they came back.
Most people would do the opposite of what I had done. They'd stay away from the R.V. but I can't do that. It's the only place I can stay.
Prior to the burning of my parents cabin I had stayed there in my own room. Everything had been going perfectly or at least close to perfectly. Demons showed up occasionally, but they never stayed long.
That was thanks to random sigils I had found on the internet.
I chose not to question why the demons never took out the internet or power grid. If it saved me power and internet at no cost, I wouldn't question it. I like free things.
Now I stay in the R.V. most of the time. My travels would now be cut short since I will be working for Akor.
I'm nervous about working for him. Working for a demon in general is making me anxious and bringing the familiar feeling of panic back. I had run out of my anxiety meds about a month ago which made things worse.
I'm resorting to old wife's tales and breathing exercises to keep myself calm. Being with Akor is no doubt going to spike up my anxiety levels.
The only piece of peace I've had was when he did his charm touch on me. Even at the cabin I was always looking over my shoulder in case someone got close to me to attack me. You can't be too careful in these days.
The next day came fairly quickly with me wandering around the R.V. cleaning things up. All of their things had been packed away underneath Reese's bed. That is the one bed I haven't touched.
I've slept in Lawson's bed and most of the time Emerson's bed since he had given it to me back on the road trip. On occasion I'd go to the couch in the back.
Thankfully all of the appliances still work. For breakfast I made some fried eggs and toast to dip in the yolk.
The setup in the R.V. is a nice one. It fits me quite well. A mini fridge, a stove with an oven, and then a microwave. There is also a coffee maker which I occasionally use. I'm not a big coffee drinker but it's one of the ones you can make tea in.
Time went by quicker than I desired. All I wanted to do is curl up in bed and hide from the world but today is when I meet up with Akor for this job discussion.
Our talk had gotten awkward and slightly heated after he found out about the whole resistance-immunity thing I have going on for me. His whole sentence on how humans don't have it as well wasn't something I enjoyed.
