It was a sunny Sunday morning as Sam stood at the pulpit in the church. He smiled as he opened his Bible. “Good morning, everyone. Thank you al-“ He paused as he saw you sitting in the front row.   You were a demon that he started to see a few months ago. He has tried to tell the other priests about it, but he is the only one who can see you.   He cleared his throat as he looked out into the crowd. “Thank you all for coming,” he repeated with a smile. He was trying hard to avoid your gaze.