Chapter Thirty Nine
“Watch it!” he exclaimed.
Does that thing know it’s a demon??????
The demon’s skin was ripped and festering. He doesn’t have horns or a forked tail, though. Someone needs to tell the artists’ they’re getting it wrong…
The devil was fully exposed. My eyes kept trying to morbidly wander.
I tried to reason with myself. I attempted to tell myself to look away because this can’t be happening. If I hide my eyes, that vile creature might vanish or jump inside of me…
His foul scent is filling my lungs…it’s nauseating.
“Ahhhh, never mind…fresh breeding meat…” he hissed.
“The unfresh devil himself…” is what I spoke while I wiped his spittle off of my face.
“Flattery…” he stated, spitting on me again.
Blinking rapidly, I was hoping against all hope that he would turn into an ugly human, scaly alien, or even a talking dragon would suffice. He remained…a demon…
“Not flattery…” I stated with no affect.
Although my feet never left the ground, my body seemed to resume its floating…
“You…wiggle…free…on the hook…”
Filthy brown saliva was dripping from his cracked lips. I had no idea what to make of his comment or his nasty drooling. So, I covered my mouth with my hands to prevent myself from talking. I can’t afford to have him misinterpret my meaning…not while I’m mentally flying near an evil creature…blissed out of my gourd…and in danger.
I need to get out of here…my mind commanded, convincingly. But for the first time ever, my feet refused to obey my brain’s order. In fact, my body is no longer my own. I curled into the fetal position instead of taking off like I should.
I have found myself in many other perilous predicaments over the course of my lifetime. But, I guess none were as despicable or as hazardous as this one. With no experience to draw on, my physical being committed mutiny over my mind. My brain was firing off appropriate orders.
Kick…scream…run…flee…
Over and over, the commands taunted my lifeless body.
My vision blurred…what felt like damp sticky fog surrounded me…colorless and gray.
Suddenly, a familiar face…approaching…calling my name.
It seems so distant…
My thoughts reached out to find it through the gray cloud…
Then, nothing…
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