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7. Paint It Black

This week's song is Paint It Black by The Rolling Stones.

††Sophie

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Niall and I turned to the source of the voice, and I saw that it was the lady from the beauty shop. For just a moment, here eyes turned black and quickly went back to normal. And then I knew it was a demon. Great.

"What do you want?" Niall questioned.

"You know exactly what I want," she said. "Give me the book and I'll be out of here before you can say 'pie'".

"Sorry, can't."

The demon let out a deep sigh and took a step forward. But she didn't, because she couldn't. The devil's trap wouldn't let her. She looked at Niall with a frown and growled. Niall snickered.

"Let me go!" the demon lady bellowed.

"Not a chance," the blond hunter said.

All of a sudden, Niall began to speak that sounded like, once again, Latin. The demomn's eyes widened, but then she let out a chuckle.

"An exorcisms? Really?" she said.

But Niall wasn't paying any attention to her. He kept going at it, and as I looked at the thing in front of me I saw it begin to grit its teeth. Its head began to shake very quickly and it started to breath heavily, screaming once in awhile. When Niall was finally done, thick, black smoke escaped the woman's mouth, and then she collapsed to the floor. I've never seen anything like that before. It was scary, but at the same time it was fascinating. When it was all over, I stared at Niall with wide eyes.

"Latin," Niall said.

"What just happened?" I asked.

"I just did an exorcism on the demon. It won't be coming back for a while." Just then the lady on the floor came into consciousness.

"W-what happened?" she asked. "What was that?"

I heard Niall swear under his breath. Then he said, "It's best if you don't know. Are you from Jim Thorpe?"

"Yes, I am," the frightened woman confirmed. "Who are you?"

"Like I said, it would be best for you to not know. I suggest you take it all as some twisted dream and head back home, okay?" The woman nodded as Niall gently helped her up and lead her to the door. When she left, he turned to me and said, "One more thing. I'm afraid we won't be able to spend the night in this town."

"So are going to drive somewhere else?"

"Yeah. Oh, and did you bring the thing I asked you?"

"I did. The best one I know. I managed to grab it before getting out of there." I took out the bottle of mousse and tossed it to him and he caught it with perfect measure. "Nice catch."

Niall smirked and went to the bathroom to do his hair. Meanwhile, I sat down on one of the beds and switched on the TV. But, just at that exact moment, my phone rang. It was my mother, of course. How many things could happen in one morning? Could this day get any worse?

Just as I accepted the call, my mom's voice began booming from the other end. "ROBIN! Where the hell are you? I hope you're not with Niall."

"Good morning to you, too," I said sarcastically.

"This isn't funny, young lady. Where the hell are you?"

"I'm in a motel in Pennsylvania."

"In Pennsylvania!?Why are y— oh, no, you didn't.