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- Author: Navaura Campbell
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Linda jumped up from her chair, "It's not in my head, ok. I'm telling you, that thing is not human. He has red eyes that glow and he has coldness all around him. There is no heat, ok. None. He walks around scouting out whom ever he wants. He is some type of thing that goes unnoticed in our plain. He's not natural to our world."
Detective Wills reached over the table and pushed the stop button on the recorder, "Honey, I wish I could believe you, but your story just sounds unrealistic. This sounds like something paranormal."
Linda cried hard, "It is paranormal because he's not from here. He's not human." As she spoke those words, Linda felt the room go cold. Glancing wide eyed at Detective Wills, she whispered, "He's here."
Detective Wills ran her hands over her arms, sure that the goosebumps had come because of the cold fear radiating off of Linda. Linda stood there frozen in fear.
Linda felt it the moment he came up behind her. He stood behind her, silent. His gaze drifted around the room. He exhaled, releasing a visual of himself, but only to the woman in front of him. He stared at her as she stared back at him. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, but not much. She glanced at him as if she recognized him. This caused him to feel a bit unsteady himself. He pulled Linda closer to him, telling her Linda was his. The lady took a step closer, causing him to back away a little.
"Let her go." She stated. "You don't want to do this."
He nodded his head, "Yes I do."
Just as she reached out for Linda, the figure disappeared, leaving the area blank where he stood. As Detective Wills stared in silence, she saw that Linda was not lying and she also saw that her mother had not been lying, demon spirits were real. What she couldn't figure out, was how did this particular demon gain the ability to come into her world and take young girls. Why did it seem to be afraid of her? What was it about her that unnerved him. She had been just as afraid as the young girl. Her heart beating so hard it felt like it would come out of her chest. As she was gathering her wits, the door to the interview room busted open and she looked at the four detectives that burst through. They were staring all wide eyed, not believing themselves what had happened. Had a victim been snatched right out from under their noses?
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