“What if the mother wasn't crazy after all?” James said, looking at the broken pictures of the family that had once lived there hanging on the walls. “You said she claimed a demon was forcing her to kill them… It's a demon here with us now. Sarah, this is messed up stuff we're playing with.” Before she could reply everything went black.
Some time had passed when Sarah slowly opened her eyes from a trance-like sleep. Where am I? She had just been standing in the hall with James and now she was alone in an empty room on the floor. She looked around the room in confusion; fear and dread creeped over her.
“James? JAMES?!” she yelled. Catching sight of the d...
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