Rebecca
I'm walking past ghostly trees with gnarly branches dancing in the wind, and every sound makes my heart thump faster. There is a putrid smell in the air, and I've stepped past the bones of dead animals.
There is definitely a demon on the loose.
I tread through bushes, grimacing at the unwanted sound. If the demon is nearby, it can probably pinpoint my location.
Not good.
I quicken my pace and try to make it out of the bushes, freezing, when I hear growls in the darkness.
The moon illuminates the scene, yet I can't clearly see in the shadows from which the threatening sounds came.
I squint my eyes and hold my breath when I realize there isn't one but an entire flock of demons. They look like oversized, ugly bats, and their orange, glowing eyes contrast with their dark fur.
