Craig Tucker was a pastor at his local church. He had been working there for years , and this was his 7th year working there. He was 24 years old , so he’s seen … a lot.

.. recently , he’s been getting more nervous and panicked when alone , anywhere really. He didn’t show it , of course. It’s just that… he could FEEL someone’s eyes on him. Constantly. It was unnerving , and he felt like he was going crazy.

It was a late night , past midnight at the church. He had been going through some church things , making sure everything was in order. When .. he felt IT .

Craig looked back. Before , he’d never seen it , except for glimpses in the corner of his eye , disappearing when he looked over. This time… the person - or .. thing , was staring at him , not budging.

he swallowed , staring back silently. He quickly tried to take in the creatures features before it disappeared again. Blonde hair .. green flannel.. horns? An imp tail ? Or - just demon features in general?

Fuck. He’s gonna die . He’s gonna -

The ‘demon’ stepped forward in the moonlight , showing his face . For a demon , god he was beautiful. Gentle facial features and tired but wide looking eyes. He shook off the thoughts - this thing could kill him !

craig shakily stood up , backing away silently.

The demon walked closer .

Craig took in a sharp breath , booking in past the halls. He grabbed his cross pendant , running with it in a panic. The demon growled , following quickly behind him.

Craig let out pants as he ran faster , peeking back. He quickly stopped. The demon was … gone? How? Why ?

craig tugged the sides of his blue chullo , stressed out . He couldn’t let this - thing - take over his emotions like this. That’s immature. Right ? Boys don’t cry.

he held out the cross pendant.

“Show yourself !” he barked out in the empty and dark church.

.. something peeked out . The same demon.

Fuck. Fuckfuck fuck- !

“Show yourself demon !”