Want A Drink? (Husk x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Ch. 4- The Radio Demon [Edited]

Jack, Katy, and Husk had been playing black jack for a bit, Jack was losing and Katy and Husk were surprisingly tied in winnings. A few of Husk's buddies gathered around while they were playing and it made me nervous because a lot of them were flirting with Katy and she was getting really irritable.

Katy kept her face neutral, even though she was sure she was going to loose. Her two cards added up to 17. "Hit, please sir." she said to the card dealer and he handed her another card. She was lucky to get a 4 of diamonds, which meant she hit 21. Husk grinned in his confidence of him winning and said, "Ha! Read em' and weep, boys..."

I began to see a bunch of weird demonic symbols and Katy screamed and backed away from the table. I immediately stopped leaning on Jack and backed away. Jack got up and ran to find Rose. Husk disappeared. He's just...gone? I could hear Katy swearing under her breath as she backed farther away from the demonic symbols.

"What in Heaven's name happened out here?" I turned and saw Rose walking up with Jack. Katy ran to her and whispered something in her ear. Rose looked very unsettled. She grabbed a bottle of wine and a spoon sitting on a table next to her and clinked the spoon on the bottle to get everyone's attention. "Listen up! I want everyone to leave. For your own safety I want everyone to go to their rooms, or leave the building immediately." Everyone started rushing to leave and go to their rooms. I didn't understand why everyone was so frightened, I was just more stunned, so there had to be a reason...right?

It's been almost two hours since Husk disappeared into the demonic symbol cloud. Rose said she had to check every single room on every floor. She also said that if anyone that spoke with a radio static voice, wore clothes with a style from the 1920s and an accent that sounded from that time to pull the gun out of the nightstand. She took one with her. So...I've been sitting here. I want to leave, cus I wanna find Jack's room and talk to him but it's obvious it's not a good idea to leave.

About 20 minutes ago, I decided to write down all the symbols and draw the scene from memory. I think it's coming out well, considering normally my art looks like trash when drawn from memory. So, I am sort of happy about it.

I looked up, to the sound of a click like sound. I looked towards the door, and looked at the knob. It was turning. I became nervous and reached into the drawer of the nightstand and wrapped my hand around the pistol. The door slowly opened with a squeak. I pulled the gun out and aimed it at the door. Someone was definitely about to come in, but I couldn't see them through the doorway due to the angle.

Someone walked closer to the door and said, "I'm sorry if I scared you (f/n)...I came to talk." It was a familiar voice, and then the person slipped into the room. It was Jack, he was wearing white socks with grey, baggy sweatpants along with a black hoodie thrown over his head. I put the gun down and slid it back in and shut the drawer to the nightstand. He smiled, a warm welcoming smile. He shut the door and locked it, shutting us in together. He walked over and sat down on my bed next to me and watched me sketch it out. "You're confused, aren't you? About what happened..." "Yeah, Jack I'm very confused. What happened to Husk? And why was everyone so...scared?" He looked at me, so I looked back. He had this sad look in his eyes. "The Radio Demon. He's like...next to straight up Lucifer himself. He's a demon who was a murderer in the 1920s. He's very powerful, when he first got here he started making his way to the top, crumbling overlords that ruled for centuries. He broadcasted his destruction over the radio which is how he earned his name the Radio Demon." "...and what does this guy have to do with it?" "Those symbols that consumed Husk was his symbols. Husk used to work for him I think, but something went wrong on a job or what not. Husk wouldn't trust anyone after that." I continued drawing, because I didn't know what else to say.

After a few minutes, Jack spoke up and said, "I'm gonna run to my room and grab my radio. We'll listen to his station okay?" I nodded, I was kind of curious about it. Jack got up, walked to the door, unlocked it, and ran to his room quickly. He came back within 5 minutes with the radio.