Prologue

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Mary wasn't the type of person to get angry easily. But this time, she had just lost control of her own body. She saw everything she; or whatever was in her was doing. 

Chasing, hitting, stabbing.  Mary wanted to cry out stop, but she couldn't move her lips. She only saw her arms move violently at it's target, tears starting to sting her eyes. The knife in her hand was now completely covered in blood, worry written across her face. She started to regain power of her limbs, but by the time she did she fell to the floor. And she cried real tears of sorrow. She felt cold fingers run through her hair and down her back and to her legs and down. She refused to react, only looking down at what she did. Janice, her own best friend lay next to her, limp and lifeless . Mary lay down next to Janice and held her hand. 

"I'm so sorry Janice... I didn't do this.. he did" she said.

And with that, she started to choke, her neck being squeezed by an invisible force. She held onto whatever had a hold on her, and before she knew it, the knife struck her in the center of her stomach. It continued to go through her until it managed to go through out the back. She screamed and squirmed, and slowed down. She suddenly stopped moving, and was put beside Janice. Her final movement was a blink, and her last tear rolled down. Another soul for the demon, and a new victim preyed on. 

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