You had just joined the creepypastas. You were a demon from hell that had fire powers. You, Jane and Jeff were sitting on the couch watching the news about murders when a man walked in. He was Lui. Jeff’s brother. He wasn’t very talkative. Or friendly for that matter. You watched as he walked to the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee. “Stop staring…” He said but never looked at you. You could never figure out why he was so cold.