Demons V2

Chapter 16: Town

George POV.

“When we take you guys out into town we only have one rule. That is to stay close to us, understood?” Both Karl and I gave a small nod to Sapnap as he watched us. Neither of us were planning on listening to that though, the moment we were able to we’d go sprinting off to the forest and hide again.

“There are a lot of demons in town and if they had the chance a lot of them would take you and likely kill you.” Dream continued. “That or they would use you as servants since a lot of others aren’t as nice as us.” His words didn’t scare me at all, it was probably just a tactic to try and get people to behave through fear, like lots of dictators did.

“Oh, and don’t be rude to anyone either.” Dream added on, his eyes glowing slightly brighter as he said that. “Demons can get very angry, very quickly, and they get very violent when they are angry.” Still was doing nothing to scare me. I managed to catch a glance over at Karl however his face was blank, not seeming scared either.

I zoned out after that, however the two demons continued to talk with us about all sorts of things like… yeah wasn’t paying attention enough to know. I was just thinking about what a demon town would be like. Perhaps there would be fire everywhere, with shops on every street that sold human organs for the demons to eat.

That thought alone was almost enough to tempt me into behaving more than our two captors' speech. I mean, I didn’t want to be eaten. “So, do you both understand what will happen if you try anything?” Sapnap asked, glancing between the two of us.

Karl gave a small ‘yeah’ as an answer and I just nodded, still not completely sure what they were talking about since I wasn’t paying attention. “Great.” Dream grinned, his eyes continuing to glow even brighter (would that not hurt, wouldn’t your eyeballs heat up and burn out of their sockets?).

They decided to take us to go and get some clothes of our own, instead of just wearing theirs every day. I was looking forward to this. Best case scenario: I get some nice new clothes and can get my freedom back. Worst case scenario: still being kidnapped, however not having to wear clothes that belonged to a demon.

“Go put your shoes on.” Sapnap instructed, and both of us eagerly ran off to do that. I felt like we were being treated like children, with the simple instructions reminding me of my mother before she started to hate me. I didn’t care though, just wanting out of the house.

We hadn’t been out of the house either. Not since our last escape attempt a couple of days ago. Since then, they’ve always had a watchful eye on us and the only way we were allowed fresh air was if we opened a window in our bedrooms. So that further convinced us to lock ourselves in our rooms away from the demons.

Most of my nights I’d just stay with the window open. The Winter’s cold didn’t affect me at all after spending over ten years on the street during this time of the year. I didn’t sleep much either. After my nightmares a few nights ago I had decided to get as little sleep as possible and I didn’t feel the least bit tired.

Dream had given me one of his old pairs of shoes to wear. Demons are a lot bigger than humans are in all ways, but his shoes surprisingly almost fit perfectly. I just had to wear two pairs of socks which I didn’t really mind.

Apparently Sapnap had done the exact same thing for Karl, and although neither of us needed shoes, we accepted them since we decided to take anything from our kidnappers that we could. Speaking of Karl, he’d beaten me back downstairs and was leaning on the wall in the foyer, or that’s what the demons called it. Back when I was a kid we just called it a hallway.

Only one of the two demons were there. Sapnap was standing annoyingly close to Karl, while my best friend seemed worried. I too was worried. I didn’t want a demon that close to him, he could get hurt. Trying to act casual I walked in between the two of them and stayed there, with both noticing, however they didn’t say anything.

I heard something rolling across the gravel outside. When the sound stopped Sapnap opened the door to reveal a flash looking red car right outside the door. The ravenette demon walked out with us following after him and I couldn’t help but admire the vehicle as he opened the back door for us to sit in.

Part of me remembered photos from years ago that my father and my brother showed me, before they all started hating me. They had cars that looked like this, I think they were called ferals or something. This was a lot nicer than the ones I had seen, but in 10 years I guess that it would have gotten better.

“Have you guys got your seatbelts on?” Dream asked, talking as though we were children, or people that are just a lot more stupid. However, I had not put my seatbelt on and so I quickly clicked it in, remembering the sound from childhood trips back before I was kicked out of the house, and before the demons came.

I could hear the faint chuckle from the blond demon who had clearly heard me buckling my seatbelt. Because of that I turned towards the window and blushed lightly. While he drove the two of them tried making conversation with us, asking what clothes we used to wear and what we wanted to buy. Karl was polite enough to respond, however I stayed silent.

After passing woodland on either side of the road for several long minutes, more and more houses began appearing. All of them were quaint looking; two bedrooms, one bathroom, perhaps with a garage or a large front yard to go with it. It looked surprisingly human, a reminder of what life used to be like.

I had always believed that any trace of human society, with the exception of small cabins in the woods like the one Karl and I had lived in, were destroyed. That demons had demolished everything to create evil looking fortresses. Instead it seems they had taken over human homes instead, as none of them looked abandoned.

Karl was staring too. This was our first chance to see something remotely human, yet it felt odd and unwelcoming. It was a Mandela effect. Something that was so familiar, however small changes that made it feel off.

All of the people walking past, some walking animals on leads, or chatting with their neighbours, or running around playing some game of tag, were not actually people but were instead unloving demons. You could barely see that as our car passed. Their eyes barely glowed in the bright sunlight.

Sapnap and Dream watched us without saying a word. Their gazes were pitiful as they saw us staring at everything that passed and reminiscing of our old lives. We were grateful for that though, any attempt at sympathy or something else similar would have made us feel worse.

Eventually the homes faded away, transitioning instead of rows of shops. Just like the houses they were unnaturally human. There were book shops, small cafes, clothing stores, and other similar places. If I hadn’t known any better I would have said that this was just a normal town, however I did know much better.

The blond demon who had been driving found a car park, something which I had never thought would be a thing (I mean demon car parks are so dumb. Wouldn’t these creatures just park wherever they saw fit? After all they are uncaring and just want to take what they want from others).

Before Karl or I got the chance to exit the car ourselves the two demons were there opening the doors for us. I was unsure if this was an attempt to be nice after all they had done to us or if this was to stop us from immediately trying to run however I was confident it was the latter.

The scene felt different now that we were standing outside and witnessing everything without a protective layer of glass and metal. The two demons either didn’t notice or didn’t care about our anxiousness and instead began talking amongst themselves about where we should go.
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