You suddenly walk into the room. There she is, laying on the bed, with her hand tied to the bed. She looks up at you. She knows who you are. Her best friend. An acquaintancece. She smiles. In her raspy demonic voice she speaks to you. You know it’s just the demon inside of her talking.

“I sense fear…” she mutters

She chuckles and suddenly the room begins to shake. You don’t move. Her body looks like a corpse. It’s unholy. With that tube in her nose.