Chapter 5

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The note

Zack picked up the note, read it, and dashed it on the ground. The note said,

"I will hide in her till she is DEAD, even if I have to make sure you rot in HELL."

He seemed to be distressed at the sayings, but, waved them of as being a coincident. He laid Megan to bed, making sure she was comfortable.

He heard a commotion, coming from under the bed. Squatting to investigate, the mysterious sound, a dark malnourished hand buried itself, into the cracks of the floor. The scratching intensified, as it noticed Zack's presence.

A growl, came from the darkness causing Zack to fall back. The figure, emerged from under the bed where Megan slept soundly. Eyes wide open, she began to laugh insanely. In fear, Zack rushed to the bathroom. Two hours passed of constantly blocking the door. The whispers seemed to die out.Then....silence.

He took a shower to allow his mine to drift off into a haze. While combing his wet curled hair, the bathroom light began to flicker, almost in a pattern.Megan appeared behind of him for a split second.

Turning around in fear, nearly fainting. The light dimmed almost in a pattern. Dashing out to check on Megan. Muttering to herself, as she hunched over. The house shifted slightly as she raised the bed off the ground. Tilting side to side as she muttered. Eyes as the midnight sky.

Storm like wind swiped Zack off his feet. Mid air across the room he was thrown. The light bulls blasted, shattering and tiny specks flying in all directions.Beady, bewitching red eyes approached Zack whilst he trembled covering his eyes.

From the terror that would behold. Forming up into a demonic lanky abyss. Blood crawling growl bounced from the wall and into Zack's ears as an indoor storm roared ripping and destroying everything in its path.

In a profound raspy demonic monotonic voice, "WE ARE HERE!"
The voice echoed throughout the house, shaking it. The lights came back and Megan sat on the bed. Room in disarray, the bed dropped to ground.

Megan glared at him. Dashing down the stairs barely making it out. Shadow tentacled, misted entity, embrace the door. House in dead silence. Creaking coming from the ceiling top.

With new superhuman abilities, she uses them to her advantage, as she sprung from the ceiling wall.

Dashing to the bathroom,locking himself for a fear of safety.
Seven hours later after the banging and shaking of the door, speaking in demonic tongues - Zack didn't sleep. He was flabbergasted and petrified. Making a call to Migel his enchanted Incubus of a friend.

Migel was the most smooth, well built Caucasian guy, both physically and innerwards.Migel told Zack that upon entering the house, on the right side of the room, a little girl waved at him so he thought it was Megan's sister.

Zack looked astonished saying,"Megan's sister died two years ago."
"So who was that l-litt..." Failed to finish the house trembled getting immensely hot.

After that Megan went back to her normal self. The first night Migel spent was oddly silent. At sixty years old the house creaked and cracked as it settled.


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