“Jimmi I have two people for you to meet.”
I rolled my eyes to my right.
“Jimmi this is Daniel,” Theo motioned his hand towards a lighter skinned gentleman, “And this is his aunt Betta,” and he motioned to an equally lighter, larger woman.
“Hello Jimmi,” greeted Betta softly. I tried not to stare and the 5 chins that my view allowed. “I’m a psychic and an exorcist. Theo said he might need ma help. So what’s happenin here, man?” I could see Betta’s eyes look over my restraints and pregnant stomach; a worried expression crossed her face.
“We’re dealing wit a demon dat’s already possessed her unborn child.”
Betta turned towards Theo. “Who is it?”
“Diti.” I heard him say gravely.
“D-Diti,” she restated. “Are ya sure? Dat’s an ancient one, Theo.”
“I know. Dat’s why I need your help to be sure. Find Diti, or whoever is inside her. Speak to it. Find out where it came from.”
“Hang on now,” there’s some hostility in her voice. Betta escaped from my view as her voice became angrier. “You never said nothing ‘bout havin to talk to it. I’d be allowing it into our world—“
“It already is! It’s inside her!”
Silence.
“Okay. Fine I’ll do it. But if she takes me you know what to do.”
“What?” I asked.
Theo took a deep breath. “Kill her.”
“WHAT?” I gasped.
“Jimmi, baby,” said Betta. “Diti is a demon dat take da lives of women and children. Right now it’s taken your child, and God only knows what she can do if she takes me.”
“It’s a she?”
“Yes, sweetie yes. Diti is a demon ‘mudder in Hinduism. We’re not sure what she capable of so we must stop her if she gets out.”
“Betta…” I could feel a lump in my throat. “I’m sorry…”
“No, baby no,” soothed Betta. She walked over to me and stroked my hair. “I’m here to help. And I do it in honour.” She smiled above me but I couldn’t return it. This woman I just met may die because of me. I’m responsible.
All of a sudden a sharp twist erupted from my uterus. “AHH!” Everyone jumped back.
“Jimmi!” cried out Theo. I heard him rush to my side along with Daniel. All three of them are standing over me now.
“Jimmi,” said Daniel in quivering voice. “We have to start now. You’re bleeding all over the table.”
I convulsed a little bit and felt something bubbling up my throat. Before I knew it, it all spilled out. My throat was forced open by the contents and I felt it drip over my mouth and on my chest.
“My God, it’s Maggots!” cried Betta.
I couldn’t stop gagging. Then I coughed and something splattered over my face. It got on my lashes and I could see the illuminating red. My insides twisted harder and I started crying and wailing.
“THEO!” I cried. Then I felt a sharp sting on my arm. My breathing slowed and the pain became less intense. “Theo… What’s happening to me…”
“I injected you with horse tranquilizer…” said Daniel. “You should be knocked out right now…” But I’m not. I just feel more at ease and the pain subsided.

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Jimmi Theodora
HorrorWas it the alcohol or something... greater? It was more than the alcohol that made Jimmi have sex at the club and get pregnant. It's the same great urge that made that 'thing' inside her. It's that 'thing' that's been fucking with her mind and body...