Turned into a demon

Ch 7 (Let outside)

As the days pass, I get a bit more used to this place , but unable to completely calm myself. I'm able to walk around freely while being asked if I'm close with this Douma. I yell them no while they start to think otherwise. The food is good at least... And though a cult, noymt the worst place ever. 

Sometimes he even lets me outside as long as the sun is down, but he's always watching me. Is this where I'll die? Food for some creepy demon? Creepier than the usual one at least.

Wondering if anyone's looking for me. But the demon has let me outside for some air as long as it's night time. Wish I could just run off, but he's watching me right now and waiting for me to make a run for it. It's been about twenty minutes and without warning, He twirls me around and pulls my arm for me to follow back inside.

As I'm shocked, fighting back by hitting his arm and chest, he roughly hoists me over his shoulder again! He always carries me around like this knowing I can't fight back in this position. Even if he was a human, he could just do this because he's a damned tower. I punch his back angrily. But I grunt in pain at him slapping me in response.