Page 11 of Possess Us
‘Let me make this perfectly clear,’ I warn, speaking sternly and even pointing my finger in warning at the three demons currently occupying my body. ‘I did not agree to be possessed by you. I agreed to set you free from Hell, and in return, you get me my revenge.’
What do you think we are doing?
‘Apparently killing the guards and hijacking my body.’
He growls. Actually, growls at me.
We need our own vessels, Little Soul. Three vessels with souls already marked for Hell. Yours will burn if we stay in your pretty little form for too long. We are too powerful, and you are not evil enough to hold all of us in your form. So, we must get to a vessel quickly and before sunrise.
‘Why before sunrise?’ I ask, and scoff a laugh as I blurt out, ‘You’ll turn back into a pumpkin?’
If we have not found our own vessels by sunrise, we willallbe sent back to Hell. You included. And Lucifer will notbe happy to see us after attempting to escape his kingdom to kill a Brotherhood who serves him, so may I suggest you stop making jokes, cease fighting us, and let us do what we need to do, so all four of us don’t end up in the hellfire of the dark master’s vengeance. Agreed?
I nod and swallow a dry swallow.
‘Yeah. Okay. Let’s do that. Vessels. You need vessels.’ I look around as if I might see one wandering down the road.
We have vessels. We need to get to them.
‘Ok. Where are they?’
The first is that way. I can smell him. His scent is etched into my being.
My arm lifts and I point down the road. He can control me.
Now sleep. And we will wake you when needed.
‘Wait. Just wait!’
They don’t. Everything goes white.
Seconds pass, or so I thought. But when I come back, I am somewhere else entirely. Somewhere I’ve visited once before.
Gina Heller’s family mansion.
I recognise it.
She invited me here when I was at her school for a few months. I thought she wanted to be friends. She only wanted to humiliate the poor orphan who had just moved in with yet another foster family.
A real fucking bitch. A typical pick me whore who enjoyed making my life, and anyone else's she thought of as less than her, a special kind of misery.
I stand outside her mansion of a house. The long drive is littered with flashy and tacky cars. Each of them was brought byvarious daddies who show love by spending, not teaching these rich little fucks what being a decent human being means.
To be fair, I wasn’t taught that either. But I have been educated in demonology, which has come in handy tonight.
I probably would have preferred the cars, to be honest.
I stand in her driveway, watching the countless partygoers staggering around in their various costumes as they make their way into Gina’s Halloween house party.
I have no idea how the demons got me here so quickly.
Woah. Or where they found the costume they have put me in!
Typically, I’m pretty sure I would terrify most of them if I stood here any other night dressed like this.
But it’s Halloween.
They don’t know the blood covering this little nurse's dress is very, very real. The stab marks in the polyester probably match the ones that killed whoever’s body my demon friends took the costume from.
