I returned home following the incidents at the store. I climbed into bed and covered my head with the sheets, just like I did as a child. However, the demon appeared before me again. Its bloodshot eyes bore into mine, its twisted horns glinting in the moonlight.
He said:
'What are you going to do now? You cannot live a normal life. Come with me, and I'll make you someone special.'
At that point, I recognized that the demon was just like the other man because he was a man. You might be wondering what I saw to find out. I'll explain it to you. He is a tall and strong red guy. I know I've previously told you this. Here comes the good part. The demon's male anatomy was unmistakable, with a visible bulge and a lack of female features. Despite his intimidating presence, one could argue he was attractive in a certain light.
Popping my head out from under the covers, I told him:
"What do you want? How are you going to make me special?"
'I can see you're a Dagon, arrogant, and bold. I like it.'
"I'd rather get rid of that blasted last name. My father was a bastard." I replied.
The demon advanced, grasping my chin with his massive hands or claws.
'You're better than him. I desire many souls. Good or horrible, I don't care; you're going to help me.'
"And what do I get?" I asked boldly.
'Be perpetually adored and your own master.'
All of this sounded like a trap to me, but I was fed up and had nothing to lose, so I agreed.
"Okay, where do I get souls?" I asked.
'I'm gonna tell you. In a house not far from here are your father's friends—those scum of drug addicts who did whatever they wanted with you. Bring me their souls.'
When I remembered those damned men, I went into a rage and went to that place accompanied by the demon, which, curiously, no one seemed to see.
We walked the few meters where they were.
'They are alone. Burn them.'
I froze, thinking about what the demon was offering me. Revenge. But I was going to be worse than them. Some light remained inside me, which screamed, 'Don't do it, Arabella.'
Maybe it was an angel; I don't know. Tears ran down my cheeks.
A man walked by, lighting a cigarette with a match.
"Can you give me one?" I asked him in a low voice.
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THE MONSTER INSIDE ME (#ONC2024)
Horror#ONC2024 Round two Ambassadors' pick. :D SHORTLIST ONC 2024 My prompt is number 3: Your greatest fear is monsters in the dark. The last thing you expect is to become the monster in the dark. Arabella Dagon was always afraid of the dark. In the dar...
