I was wiping down the counters of the bar when a strange person came in. I looked up, this person wasn't like the other patrons, they had the scent of demon on them. The rest of The Roadhouse was mostly empty save for Ash at the end of the counter and the stranger. Mom was out on a supply run and something about this person threw me off.

"Stay right where you are," I said, raising my shotgun as I removed the safety, "What the hell are you?"