Demon Host

CHAPTER SEVEN- Your last daylight

Never in my life would i have thought i would have to face what i'm facing right now. This was the confirmation i'd wanted, it was the confirmation i needed. And yes i'd thought about this, i'd imagined so many different scenarios about this and it turns out my theory was partially true. I felt nauseous, this is real and it's in me i can't escape it.

"Dian..." Faye began to speak but i interrupted her.

"I know".

I didn't take my eyes off my computer screen for one second as i watched my self from last night get off my bed and crack my neck round before slowly walking to where the camera was seated and taping it all.

"I know you are watching me." the version of me on the camera said speaking directly to us. I swallowed loudly, holding my nerves together. "You have a lot of questions, you're curious and darling, your curiosity is going to get you killed."

I sucked in a breath and Faye squeezed my hand in hers noticing my uneasiness.

"Just for clarification, you are correct, i am you Dianna, and you are me" she smiled "and oh!" Her eyes shone like she just remembered something "i killed those humans, you killed those humans, we killed those humans".

I gasped, suddenly feeling like the air in this room was too tin. I stared at the other version of myself in the camera. She didn't look like me, she looked different. Although we both have dark black wavy hair that was being rapped up in a tattered bun, the same white olive skin, 5'8 frame and piercing blue green eyes, we look nothing alike.

The way she smiled sent a cold shiver down my spine despite the burning heat inside of me, it was the kind of smile that could send your heart racing in a second and it did. The look in her eyes as she stared at me from the camera is one that screamed a bold red danger sign.

It was like she was looking right into my soul and i would be lying if i say i wasn't afraid. I was damn right scared, afraid i would piss my pants. Afraid of her. Afraid of myself.

"Don't search for me, don't ask anymore questions, because if you do i will know, and it would be the last time you get to see daylight".

Just before the camera went off, i noticed my eyes....her eyes change color from the blue green ones they were to a deep shade of red. And then, just then i realized this whole thing was very real. It wasn't PTSD of any kind no, i was possessed. Possessed by a demon that feeds on female gentiles. Females that i clearly murdered with my own hands. Possessed by the mother of hell.

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I don't know if you have ever experienced this before, but there are times when you feel like you want to drown yourself, times when you feel the need to erase your existence from the face of the earth because you feel like the world would be a better place without you. That's how i was feeling back then.

Despite the heat of the July weather, i'd turned on the the heater, filled the tub with steaming hot water and drowned myself in it.

Her words kept on replaying in my head over and over again. You are me, and i am you. I let the heat take me, you killed those humans, we killed those humans. I sunk deeper into the water afraid of what i might do if i came out. All in all the only words i could truly hear was 'you are a murderer'.

I killed those women, i didn't want to believe it before but it was crystal clear now. I'm a murderer. I felt the tears leak down my eyes and be consumed by the water. It was getting harder to breathe by the second and i knew if i didn't bring my head out i could die, right here in my bathroom. I mean that's what i wanted right? The world would be a better place without me in it, and no one would have to die again.