Walking with Demons
Running, always running, he never stopped. He
couldn't stop. They'd catch him, oh yes they'd catch
him if he stopped. For a while they'd torment him,
slowly tearing his mind and body apart, then they'd
devour him, cleaning their teeth with his bones. He
could hear them getting closer, the thrumming of
footsteps, the cackles, laughs
and jeering taunts, "Come out little one, we're only
here to play with you."
His heart hammered, his lungs ached, his legs
wobbled beneath him as once again his flight began,
terror lending him speed. He couldn't let them catch
him, not now, when he was so close. He could smell
the fresh air, the breeze cooling him as the fires
behind him raged, their ever engulfing flame
yearning for his return. The
light would be there, just up ahead, the old one had
said it was. It was his only hope.
"There, get him!" the voice echoed behind him
as the tunnel rang with the grating bark of a
greater demon. For a split second, he turned to
look, casting a fearful glance over his pursuers.
Three of the wretched beasts were pounding up the
tunnel after him, yellow eyes glimmering in their
horned heads. The tattered black wings sprouting
from their backs flapped uselessly as they chased
Horror filled him at the sight of the
gnashing teeth and snarling jowls of the demons and
new speed filled his body. The tunnel became a blur
as he took turn after turn, relying on instinct, and
ironically, prayer to guide him. Slowly the air
began to grow fresher and the pounding footsteps
receded behind him. Then came the light, pure and
bright. Almost blinded by the beauty of something so
beautiful, he staggered and dropped to his knees,
from exhaustion and from exhilaration.
All around him the world materialized into
being. A great grassy field lay before him, and
beyond it a small forest, and beyond that the
human world appeared. The towers and buildings of
some institution lay before him, offering refuge
among the humans. Somehow, Gysery, lesser demon of
pity, had escaped from hell and all its torments.
For a moment, he merely sat and stared in awe at the
world, before standing and walking on shaking legs
towards the world of man. But he failed to notice
those who watched him from the maw of hell which
he'd emerged from.
"That weakling has escaped us," Lust growled,
slamming a massive fist into the wall.
"Yes but not for long, brother, not for
long," Hate laughed as he watched the tiny figure
running across the fields. "He can go unnoticed for
a time in that world, but sooner or later, the
Angels will find him, and they shall cast him back
to us. All we must do is wait."
"Or must we, cousin?" A third voice more
sinister than the last whispered, as Deception
slipped from the shadows to stand with the others.
And so they watched as the tiny, tailed figure of
Gysery scampered away from them, into a world they
could not cross into.
Thunderheads roared over head as Jessica
Dalen dashed back to her dorm room. A flash of
lightning illuminated the glass paneled front of the
dorm as she just ducked under the metal porch.
"Always rains in this damn state," she grumbled, as
she fumbled with her keycard. Not that she didn't
like New York, but the brutal winters and never
ending rains in spring took some getting used to.
"Guess that’s part of college," she thought as she
staggered under the weight of her book bag while
getting up the four flights of stairs to her room.
Jessica let out a groan as she rummaged
through her bag looking for the keys she knew she'd
left in the room. Her roommate Daniella wouldn't be
back till late, if she got back at all from visiting
"Damn slut," she thought as she slammed a
fist against the door. Then she heard the latch
click and unlock.
"Gysery, you know you shouldn't do that,
exposing yourself more than necessary isn't worth
"Jessica we've been over this, a brief blip
in the real world isn't going to bring Gabriel down
on my head any more than you having a few drinks is
going to get you expelled." The small figure sitting
on her shoulder sighed.
"Still you don't need to risk it just for the
sake of my convenience."
"Who cares, it's my inconvenience too you
know, the more frustrated you are, the worse my mood
gets," the small demon said, leaping off her
shoulder as she opened the door. He landed on the
desk, or at least, hovered over the desk.
He never interacted with the physical world while he
was in this wraith-like form he assumed, a shadowy
mask formed from the energies he leeched off
"Don't remind me, you little parasite,"
Jessica quipped as she peeled off her coat and sank
onto her futon.
"Didn't you just learn in biology that this
is called mutualism?"
"Oh, so unlocking the door for me a few times
counts as an equal exchange for me letting you feed
off my emotions, huh?"
"Sheesh, you make it sound so terrible, it's
not like I'm a succubus or anything. Maybe I should
introduce you to one of those so you'll appreciate
me a bit more."
"You know I'm starting to regret checking out
that alley now," Jessica laughed. They'd played this
game so often they both knew the final score. It was
part of their bond, a bond that had formed when she
chose to take pity on the helpless creature she'd
found lurking outside a bar. He'd been honest with
her, and that was the main reason she'd decided to
protect him. Without a human's aura to hide behind
and feed upon, smaller demons like Gysery were
easily found by the Angels and sent back to Hell.
After seeing the tiny creature lurking behind the
limp bodies of the passed out drunks in the alley
she'd felt something give inside her.
"You can see me?" Gysery had croaked in fear
and suprise, shrinking against the wall as she'd
"Yea but I'm not gonna hurt you," she'd
replied, squatting down to look more closely at the
creature. The large green eyes peered out from
sunken eye sockets, the long thin black ears had
drooped with the rain that was falling about them. It
had an almost catlike face, a triangle nose and high
cheekbones, but it's mouth and eyes were human. It's
body and hands were human as well, save for the
three fingers on each hand. It was small even,
barely larger than a cat, a perfect little demon.
"Then why are you wearing that?" Gysery had
asked, holding up a trembling blue skinned hand and
pointing at the cross which hung from her neck.
"Oh, this?" Jessica had smiled, and raised
the cross with a single finger, "It was a present
from my grandmother before she passed away. It
reminds me of her, that’s all. What are you?" The
creature had glanced about, its eyes shifting inside
its head as an expression of contrite guilt had come
across its features.
"I'm a demon," Gysery had said. She should
have been shocked, she knew this, but for some
reason, Jessica had simply sat and listened as
Gysery had told his story.
"I don't know what humans actually know about
demons, but we aren't all bad, though some are worse
than others. When people die and are sent to Hell,
their souls bring with them all the emotions which
surrounded them when they died. Many bring with them
lust, hate, rage, gluttony, all sorts of terrible
emotions, but others bring with them pity and
helplessness, emotions which belong more to those in
Heaven. When there are enough of these emotions
flowing together in Hell, it is enough to create a
spark of life, well demonic life. I was formed by
pity, I have memories, images in my head of terrible
things, done out of pity. Murderers, rapists,
gluttons, all feel pity in some parts, just not in
great amounts, and they bring it to Hell with them,
and they formed me. So I'm small and insignificant,
and the others, like Rage and Hate, they hunt those
like me, toy with us, play with us, finally eat us
just for their own enjoyment. So I ran. I, Pity,
fled from hell."
The whole time Gysery was on the verge of
tears, and Jessica felt a soft spot growing within
her heart, a part she thought she'd hardened
completely. Most kids adopt cats and dogs, she chose
to adopt a demon.
He'd been her companion for three years now,
and in a way had become her closest friend. Maybe
she was just crazy, and at times she admitted she
probably was, but she couldn’t be happier than
having this little demon as part of her life. Now
they were at college together, barely into the
second semester of freshmen year and life was pretty
much the same. Gysery curled upon on her pillow and
fell asleep, napping like he normally did, while she
sat next to him and stared out the window.
Raindrops plopped against the glass, blurring
her view of the rows of evergreen trees which dotted
the campus. The grass on the quad between her dorm
and the student union was greedily soaking up the
first of Spring's rains. The brick academic
buildings lay scattered around the campus, partially
hidden by the trees, each in its own grove.
The rain reminded her of a similar storm two
years ago, the first time she'd had a run in with
another supernatural being. They'd been shopping in
downtown New York, separated from their tour group,
when the storm broke and forced them to take cover
under the canopy of a hotel.
"Something's not right with this Jessica,"
Gysery had whispered inside her head.
"You've been saying that since we got here,"
She replied, tossing the annoyed thought at him. She
was far more worried about her group leader's
reaction to her absence than his bad feelings.
"You're not listening, we need to get out of
"Be qui…" She stopped mid sentence as the air
around her permeated with a crackling energy and
pure white light lanced out of the sky. Before her
eyes an angel appeared, white wings unfurled and a
halo of red flame circling his head.
A booming voice called out
to the street, "Come out demon, it is time for you
to depart this plane." Jessica cringed at the
volume, frozen in place from fear while the world
around her continued to move at its normal pace.
Gysery cringed and Jessica felt him pulling at her
emotions, covering himself in a blanket of human
A wretched screech echoed across the street
as a massive demon sprouted from the shadow of a
very lawyer like businessman.
"Damn you Michael, these humans welcome us
into their hearts by their greed and lust for power,
why should you stop us?"
"This world is not your master's yet, your
kind do not belong here. Begone!" A whip of flame
lanced out and ripped the demon apart. It screamed
in agony and vanished in a cloud of black smoke.
Jessica saw the lawyer trip momentarily before
shaking his head and continuing on.
"He screwed up his cover, the Angels can only
see us when we fail to balance the emotions you feed
us," Gysery whispered, fear causing a quaver in his
voice. The angel glanced about him for a moment
before vanishing in a pillar of white flame. They
had stood under that canopy for a long while, rooted
in place by fear until a call from her group leader
had jarred Jessica back to action.
Jessica sighed and closed her computer, the
snap of the cover woke Gysery. "C'mon, time for
dinner." They headed to the dining hall in the
student union, passing the academic quad on their
way. Dinner passed quickly, Gysery making his snappy
comments about her friends as usual while they spent
the dinner deciding their nights activities.
As always, they decided which party to go to,
argued over what to wear, and Jessica felt normal,
despite the comforting weight of the demon on her
She went to her friend Justine's room to get
ready, spending almost an hour scrupulously
inspecting every inch of her 5'7 body. She hated her
eyes, how plain they were, if only she could have
blue or green eyes, instead she'd gotten stuck with
a soft brown color that didn't go with anything. She
spent 15 minutes putting on mascara, eyeliner and
glitter. She slipped her lithe, athletic frame into
a little black dress that barely fell to her knees
and strapped the black heels onto her tiny feet.
Overall, she looked beautiful, her long black hair
pulled back and flowing elegantly behind her ears
and the golden hoop earrings glinting glamorously
when she tossed her head. A sly
smile slid onto her lips as she gave herself the
once over before dashing out the door after her
friends, purse and alcohol in hand.
They made the long walk across campus towards
Fraternity Hill, the small rise of land covered in
houses belonging to the various Greek organizations
on campus. After stumbling past the academic halls
and the ancient gothic cathedral, through a small
line of trees and up the hill, they arrived on the
lawn of the Sigma Theta house. The house was a two
story white manor, with four columns holding up a
balcony above the porch. Four large windows pulsed
light onto them from the porch as they approached,
stumbling and giggling.
The party was raucous and loud. The frat boys
of Sigma Theta always knew how to throw a good one,
and the house was the perfect place. The white
washed walls glistened as music and lights roared
from inside along with the screams and shouts of a
typical college party. The basement thrummed with
the bass from the dance floor, the ground floor was
littered with couches and recliners, as well as a
bar in the kitchen that would have put many proper
establishments to shame, and upstairs was reserved
for more illicit activities.
Drinking, dancing, living, it was everything
college was supposed to be. Eventually, Jessica
found herself sitting on a couch in the living room,
her head buzzing nicely as she watched her friends
play truth or dare with a few of the frat boys. She
watched as one of them lifted her shirt in response
to a dare and rolled her eyes. "I’m not drunk enough
for this," she thought, and managed to stand without
falling, and made her way to the bar. Girls always
drank free at Theta, especially the cute ones.
"Gotta love frat boys and their money," She said to
Gysery who looked at her balefully out of one eye
before rolling it and returning to his nap on her
She laughed and suddenly tripped, only to
feel an arm curve about her slender waist and pull
her back upright. Her savior put a hand on her
shoulder and said softly, "Be careful beautiful,
drink too much and your demons will start showing."
Jessica whirled to face the voice as Gysery's eyes
snapped open and he sat up, perching on her
shoulder. The boy who had caught her was tall, well
built with jet black hair and beautiful emerald
green eyes. He smiled, "Andrew Lewry, we had our
first year intro class together last semester."
Jessica's next words caught in her throat as
she look at him. Oh She remembered him,
intimidatingly smart but he'd always been so nice to
her and everyone who'd showed that they had at least
half a brain cell. And those eyes, she'd always been
caught by them, captivated by their perfect green
"Andrew yea. Sorry, I didn't mean to trip,"
She said bashfully.
"I didn't think so. Just be careful okay.
Don't want to show anyone anything," he smiled
sadistically and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"No of course not," She giggled stupidly and
smiled back. "I didn't know you're a Theta.?
"I’m not," Andrew laughed, guiding her
towards the bar with his arm, "The brothers just
know me and I help them out with homework and papers
if you know what I mean." He smiled sweetly, but
with a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"Oh you're a naughty one then," Jessica
laughed, wondering if her makeup still looked
"You have no idea," Andrew laughed, ordering
them drinks. The rest of the night was a blur of
drinking, laughing, and dancing, and those beautiful
green eyes. She couldn't get enough of them. They
mesmerized her. She felt like she had his attention
too. More than once she caught him eying her figure,
mentally undressing her.
Early the next morning Andrew, Jessica, and
her friends walked back to her dorm. Andrew left her
on the doorstep with a simple kiss on the cheek, and
a smile that promised more. Amidst the oos and ahhs
of her girlfriends, a single voice slipped into her
mind and spoke, "Be careful Jessica, he's just like
all the others," Gysery whispered his own opinion of
"What do you mean? He seemed so nice,"
Jessica said, his words still fluttering in her
mind, the emerald green eyes dancing before her
"All the others were too."
"Oh Gysery, he was just being a flirt, and a
damn good one at that," she laughed and Gysery
merely growled in response, and returned to laying
on her shoulder, but his eyes stayed open until she
finally stumbled up the stairs, back to her room,
and passed out in bed happy with her fairy tale of a
Class the next week continued as always, only
she had a new companion in them as Gysery stayed
fully awake any time she wasn't in her room.
"Shouldn't you be sleeping or something," She
asked him, flicking the thought towards him.
"Shouldn't you be paying attention?"
"Smart ass, this is the first time you've
been more awake in a class than I have."
"Maybe that’s why you have a hard time with
"Oh shut up," She flicked the final thought
and him and turned back to the lecture.
Over the next few weeks, she spent more time
having these mental conversation with Gysery than
she had since they'd first met. Back
then, she'd spent all of her time in class bugging
him with questions about his past life and learning
"So, are there are many more like you?"
"Like me, yes I suppose there are. I don't
see many of them because of when we congregate, its
like a beacon to the greater demons to come make
some sick sport out of us."
"So how do I know if I run into another demon
like you, that it is you. I’m mean you're just Pity
"Jessica your chances of meeting one demon in
a life time are slim enough, let alone meeting two."
"I know, but just in case I think I should
have a way to know its you, besides I'm sick of just
calling you Pity."
"I'm not your pet to be named Jessica,"
Gysery, then pity, had groaned.
"Yes, but giving you a name will make me feel
more normal, if that’s possible."
"Fine, but I get my say in it," he snorted in
resignation. After a week of Jessica tossing out
names they had finally settled on Gysery, a little
twist on guilt and misery the demon had found
Jessica smiled as she remembered the constant
bickering they'd had over the incident and tossed a
glance up at her shoulder where Gysery was starting
to nod off.
"See, staying awake all day is hard work,"
She poked at him.
"Only because the things you take me too are
so utterly boring," He replied.
"How is lunch with my friends boring?"
"If Julia starts talking about how to do her
nails again one more time I might turn into a really
evil demon," Gysery moaned pitifully Jessica
had to struggle to keep from laughing out loud at
the blunt statement she'd been thinking for several
Slowly, life seemed to return to normal. Even
Gysery calmed down for the most part, although he'd
developed a nervous twitch in his ears when he was
sleeping. Jessica didn't mind having the demon's
constant companionship, but the nervous energy he
gave off bothered her.
"You're worrying me Gysery," She'd said one
"I'm worrying me Jessica," He'd quipped back,
investigating a cracked nail on his hand.
"I'm jumping at shadows, and that emerald
eyed kid just won't get out of my head, and it's not
for the same reason he won't get out of yours."
"Hey now, just cause I like to look at him
doesn't mean anything. Plus he's barely said a word
to me since the party so it's not like there is
"Keep telling yourself that. Don't think I
haven't seen you gazing at yourself in the mirror,
wondering if your long brown hair and almond shaped
eyes are enough for him? He's dangerous Jessica, I'm
just not sure if it’s in a good way for us."
"You're just jealous."
"Of your obsession with a boy? Why
on earth would I be you irrational girl."
"I don't know. Maybe you
are just a miserable little demon who likes feeding
off a depressed and lonely girl, because that’s what
I've been since you showed up." She replied
sullenly. She regretted the
words even as they left her mouth. Gysery's large
ears drooped and his cat like eyes drooped as his
entire frame sagged in exhaustion, he didn't say
anything, just turned his back and disappeared into
"Wait Gysery," She called, but the little
demon did not reply. For a long time, Jessica sat on
her bed, wondering at what she had done, not knowing
if she should cry or feel relieved and in the end
she simply fell asleep, a lonely ache filling her
heart like never before.
The next weeks passed slowly, classes
crawling by as Jessica sat through them, missing the
little mental conversations she'd always had with
the little demon. In the cafeteria she'd sit with
her friends , laughing at their jokes and commenting
on boys, but it was empty. At night she'd sit alone
at her computer typing papers or talking to old
friends on the internet and the room seemed so
empty. Her ever absent roommate made the small dorm
room feel large and uninviting.
"Pull yourself together Jessica, it's just
like losing a cat or something."
She'd tell herself day after day. Eventually it
seemed liked she was returning to normal and by the
time her friends dragged her to another Theta party,
she felt more like living life again.
Walking up Frat House hill took just as long
as normal, filled with stumbling, giggling and
bitching about heels, but as always, they arrive at
the front door to Theta house fully prepared to
enter the temple of debauchery.
"Helloooooo ladies," one of the frat boys
hooted. Almost incoherent from the alcohol in her
blood, Jessica laughed and winked at the blonde
haired, blue eyed boy wearing a pink polo with a
"The hell am I doing?" she thought as she
stumbled into the house. She wanted to forget the
past weeks, wanted to have some real fun for once.
Staggering up to the bar, she latched on to the
wooden counter and waved to the senior who was
tending bar over.
"What can we do for you missy?"
"I…I need a shhot of summthing," Jessica
stumbled over the words as they came out.
"Whatever you say missy, let's try something
light for ya," the bar tender produced a shot glass
and a black bottle from which he poured a full shot
of whiskey. Jessica roller her eyes at the drink,
then in a well practiced motion, threw
she her head back and let the alcohol slide down the
back of her throat, the warming sensation tingling
as it flowed down.
"Damn girl, you know how to take a shot," A
voice to her left said. She turned to see Mitch
Hammald, the quarter back of the football team
standing next to her. He was tall, dark haired,
handsome, and built like a rock. Jessica felt her
heart flutter for a second as she couldn't believe
"Guess I've had some practice," she giggled.
Mitch ordered two more shots for them, and the
golden liquid slid down her throat, burning harshly,
as she coughed and clutched her chest.
"Not so much of a tequila girl?" Mitch
laughed, rubbing her back as she kept coughing.
"Guess not," She gasped, loving the smooth
motion of his palm on her back. She took 2 more
shots with Mitch and another football player who
came over, Jason, before the room really started
"C'mon Jessica let's dance," Mitch laughed,
playfully grabbing her arm and tugging her towards
the dance floor. Jessica failed to notice the
malicious glint that flashed across his face as she
stumbled after him into the basement.
The bass was blaring the low dull beat of a
new rap song as the mass of bodies gyrating against
each other ebbed and flowed as Jessica and Mitch
wormed their way into the crowd. It was hot,
terribly hot with that many people around, the music
blaring and the strobe lights were flashing across
Jessica's face as they began to dance. She was
clumsy and falling all over the floor by the time
the first song ended. She felt ashamed and was more
than happy when Mitch leaned down and whispered,
"Why don't we go somewhere else, you're not really
in any shape for this."
"Souundzzz good tooo mee." Jessica slurred,
willing the room to stop spinning around her. Mitch
led her up a staircase and out a back door into the
cool spring air. They were on the back side of the
hill, looking out over the small forest which
separated the college from the large mountains to
"I think we should get you home," Mitch said,
and Jessica was more than happy to agree. She
stumbled down the hill, along a small path which was
carved into the side. "It's only a short cut," She
thought as they came off the hill and through a
small thicket of trees and into a little clearing in
the grove. Only when Mitch
stopped did her muddled mind start to feel the
slightest hint of panic.
"Mitch, what's going," She stopped as she saw
Jason, the other football player, step out from the
thicket of trees into the small clearing. Panic
began to flood her body, but she couldn't move, she
couldn’t scream. Jason sidled up alongside Mitch,
grinning from ear to ear, as he eyes Jessica up and
"This will be fun," He laughed as he reached
out a hand to grope at her breasts.
Why couldn't she move. She tried to move her
legs but they wouldn't budge. Her arms were locked
in place, and as she turned her head, only then did
she see the piercing green eyes of Andre Lewry
gazing down at her, his icy cold hands clamped on
"Well by all means, enjoy," Lewry said,
removing a small cloth from a back pocket. Jessica
squirmed at the sight of it and struggled against
him as the choking scent clogged her system. Then
the screams started. Her vision was blurring but for
a second she saw a flash of blue then a spurt of red
followed by a ragged scream into the night. Another
second passed and a second scream accompanied the
first. The cloth dropped from her face and Jessica
fell onto the soft grass as she watched the pale
blue form of Gysery chase down the fleeing Andrew
Lewry and impale him with a jagged, dagger like
The little figure stalked over to her, the
dagger like claws receding to their normal form and
his eyes returning to their soft and normal demeanor
from the hard dilated pupils they had been.
"You stupid girl," Gysery whispered quietly,
kneeling on his small frame to look straight into
her eyes. Jessica smiled, speechless at the little
creature standing before her. She was still locked
in a haze of alcohol and even as she opened her
mouth to apologize, Gysery squawked like a bird as
he was jerked upwards, a large black hand closing on
"Oh well done Gysery, we didn't know if you
had it in you." Deception's
voice cackled across the field, his emerald green
eyes flaring with glee.
"Taking a few humans so quickly, who would
have imagined it. Maybe some time in the human world
was what you needed," Lust laughed, his demonic form
emerging from the now paling body of Mitch.
"Too bad I'm still going to squash you, then
drag this girl to hell with us," Hate laughed
Jessica merely watched through the haze of
alcohol as the three massive demons stood before
her, their sulfurous breath fogging the air as their
tattered black wings blocked out the moonlight
behind them. Gysery squirmed in Deception's hand,
bringing his jagged teeth to bare and sunk them deep
into the scaly arm of the demon. Deception roared
and dropped Gysery out of reflex as he reeled back,
black blood dripping from the wound on his arm.
"Impudent Imp!"Deception roared, a black fire
raging behind the emerald eyes as he swung a heavy
fist down at the small blue demon. Gysery let out a
roar of his own and jumped to one side, dodging the
punch and raking Deception's arm with his claws. The
others closed in around Gysery, pummeling him with
fists and scratching at him with claws. The fight
was short lived as Gysery collapsed in a bloody
heap, his chest heaving , ears
tattered and eyes swollen.
"You really think you can contest with us?"
Lust laughed, retracting his claws.
"WHY! Why do you things have to torment him.
He's nothing like you, nothing at all. He shouldn't
even be a demon. Can't you just leave him alone
here." Jessica screamed, her head spinning at the
"Foolish human, we are demons, we do as we
please. This is good sport for us, why should we
give it up simply because a little human objects?"
Deception laughed, slowly advancing towards Gysery's
But Gysery rose, his body seeming to float
upright. His claws unsheathed from his nails,
narrowing to deadly points. The normal blue tint of
his skin began to more, splotches of red and purple
began to appear as the small little creature
transformed into a six foot tall monster standing
between the demons and Jessica. Rippling muscle
coiled along the arms and the three long nails
narrowed to knifelike points. Glistening white fangs
protruded from the wickedly curved mouth as Gysery
roared at the other demons,
"I'm not just Pity anymore
you fools. I've tasted love, fear, jealousy, rage,
all sorts of emotions since Jessica chose to protect
me. She has made me stronger, strong enough to
resist those like you. " In a flash, Gysery slashed
Deception across the throat , spewing black blood
across the field. The other two began to flee, Lust
launching himself into the air and Hate sprinting
across the clearing towards the trees.
Gysery reached a clawed hand upwards and
grabbed Lust by and ankle and ripped him back down
to earth. After one last unearthly howl, Gysery
silenced the demon with two claws through his eyes.
Hate ran full tilt into the tree, not daring to look
back as fear coated his black body in a layer of
sweat. Behind him Gysery's form began to shrink and
his skin returned to its normal bluish tint. He
knelt his small frame next to Jessica and stroked a
lock of hair behind her head.
"Come, let's get you home," He whispered.