DEMONS
By Barb
1999
"I really hate you, you know."
The demon made no reply but simply gave me a lip-less grin from the shadows across the room. I slumped a little lower into the old, overstuffed chair and regarded my adversary wearily.
The silence in the cluttered room was stifling, allowing me to hear the creaks and groans of the old Victorian
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