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“Nowwhy wouldIdo that, my sweet littleHanna?Iwant you for my own.”
“W-why would you w-want m-me?” she asked. “P-please—just leave me alone!”
“Never.Yourpower called to me and soIcame.Youwill be mine—mine entirely.Iwill take you to theDemonRealmand you will suck my cock and drink my burning cum for all eternity!”
Horribleimages suddenly invadedHanna’shead.Shesaw her pale, lifeless body lying rigid on the bed, her hazel eyes wide open and staring at nothing.Thenshe saw her spirit—her ghost—being dragged down and down into the darkness…into a pit of endless night filled with suffering souls that screamed and begged to die even though they were already dead, that prayed for the light that never came…
“No!”she screamed breathlessly but it came out as a whisper.Shetried to sit up, to get away, but a cold weight had settled on her chest, making it difficult to breathe and impossible to move.
“Youwill be mine,”theDarkEntitytold her again.“Assoon as you surrender to me and give me your body,Iwill be able to take your soul.”
“Never!”Hannawhispered.Sheunderstood now what he was saying—that the moment she willingly gave him her body, he would be able to take control of her spirit as well. “Never!” she vowed again. “Youdisgust me!You…you might rape me butI’llnevergive in willingly!”
“Thatis what you think, my lovely littleHanna…”
Outof the darkness, a pale hand appeared.Ithad long fingers that seemed to have too many joints and each was tipped with a razor-sharp, pointed black nail.
Asshe lay there, unable to move, the index finger hovered over her face and then dipped down and began to write something on her forehead.
Hannascreamed and writhed helplessly.Itfelt like theDarkEntitywas etching her skin with acid!Butthough she struggled as hard as she could, the cold weight on her chest wouldn’t let her move until he was done.
Finallythe hand disappeared again and the blazing red eyes looked down into hers.
“Thenext timeIcome to you, you will welcome me—even beg me to take you,”the low, demonic voice snarled in her ears.“OnceIshove my cock in your tight little pussy and fill you with my burning seed, you will be mine.AndthenI’lltake you with me…soon you will be my wife!”
“Never!”Hannagasped again and then the weight on top of her seemed to squeeze all the air out of her at once.Witha breathless gasp, the world around her faded and everything went black.
4
HANNA
Hannawoke with a start in the middle of her bed.Bythe relentlessFloridasunshine streaming through her windows she thought it must be almost noon.Herbody was drenched in cold sweat and she felt sick to her stomach.
Atfirst she couldn’t understand why she felt so bad, but then she remembered theDarkEntity’svisit the night before.Thecold weight on her chest, squeezing the breath out of her…the vision she’d had of the pit of damned souls screaming and begging to die so the agony would end…and most of all, theDemon’sassertion that she would give in to him and that he would take her once she did.
Hewants to fuck me!Andonce he takes my body, he’ll have full access to my soul,she thought.
Theidea of the demonic entity entering her body caused her stomach to rebel.Shestumbled off the rickety pull-out bed and barely made it to the bathroom before the contents of her stomach came up in a hot, loose rush.Therewasn’t much—she hadn’t had time for dinner the night before, though she’d eaten the rest of an appetizer one of her customers didn’t want.Ithad beenJalapenopoppers and nowHannaregretted every spicy bite.
Sheleaned over the toilet bowl, tears stinging her eyes as the bile stung her throat.
Maybeit was just a bad dream,whispered a small, hopeful voice in her head.Justa really bad, terrible, awful nightmare.Afterall, he’s never been able to cross the wards before, right?Somaybe you just dreamed the whole thing.
Hannawiped her mouth on a swatch of toilet paper and flushed the toilet.Maybeitwasjust a bad dream.Maybeshe was finally going crazy—just like her parents thought she was all those years ago.
Risingon unsteady legs, she rinsed out her mouth in the tiny, stained sink.Thenshe splashed water on her face and looked at herself in the rusty mirror.
“Justa bad dream,” she told her reflection, willing it to be true. “Justa nightmare.Just…”
Thewords died on her lips as she felt a burning sensation on her forehead.Hereyes were drawn upward and in the mirror she saw a line of fiery script appearing slowly, an inch above her eyebrows.
Hannacouldn’t read the language it was written in, but the letters burned as they appeared, refuting her pathetic hope that last night had been nothing but a nightmare.TheDarkEntity—theDemon—had marked her somehow.Hehad put his sign on her and now she wouldneverbe free of him!
“No!No, no, no, no—NO!”
Hannadidn’t realize she’d shouted aloud until someone in the next apartment hammered on the thin wall and shouted,
“Whatthe fuck?” in an angry, sleepy voice.
