Demonologist
“Bev fought back, biting his tongue, drawing blood. He lurched away from the window, raced back into the bedroom, feeling partially in control of himself once again—the evil embodiment seemed distant. Still, in his head, the voice chattered, over and over, calling his name, and he beat it back with his fortitude. He hollered into the air, threw a frame and then a vase across the room in utter defiance of that which pursued him, the shattering and the clanging sending jolts of lucidity into his b...rain. In a desperate longing to flee, he opened the back window, crawled out onto the wrought-iron fire escape, catching a suddenly cool draft, wet and penetrating against his skin. His shirt billowed in the wind, the rain starting to fall freely from the darkening skies. He peered down; behind the apartment house, the woods stretched out, perhaps a half mile’s worth before they let out onto the freeway—from this height he could hear the collective roar of the distant rush-hour traffic. He released the ladder, realizing now that running to the highway gave him no opportunity for shelter.MoreLess
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