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The Last Demon Slayer

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse. The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream. "Shhh... Be quiet..." One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled. "MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!" The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was, "Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine." As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask. "Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place." "What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!" "NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body." "No-----mmmpphhhh" Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before. "So what are we gonna do next?" "You have to pee on her?" "No way! I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!" "Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent." ANA: ____(O_O')_____ CASSIE: ____(~_~")7_____ JARED: ____(--,)_____

WolfsBane · Fantasy
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171 Chs

Something's strange

Ana's Point of View

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For the past couple of days, I spent my days copped up inside my room. Every now and then, Jared and Harvey would come and visit me but it would only last for a minute or two at most.

They seemed too busy to even had time to spare on the likes of me.

Also, the household see to it to feed me in regular interval. However, I don't feel like eating because there was one time when I saw them putting something in my food.

Since then, I refused to take a bite from anything they tried to give me. Sometimes, I would sneak in their kitchen to make my own food.

But once, I did that and regretted doing so instantly. I think there was something wrong with their food because when I tried to  eat them, they taste rather bland.

No..

Actually, bland is not the right word.

It was more like, the foods I am eating left me with an aftertaste similar to an ash.