WolfsBane

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse.
The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream.

"Shhh... Be quiet..."

One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled.

"MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!"

The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was,

"Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine."

As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask.

"Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place."

"What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!"

"NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body."

"No-----mmmpphhhh"

Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before.

"So what are we gonna do next?"

"You have to pee on her?"

"No way!  I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!"

"Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent."

ANA:        ____(O_O')_____
CASSIE:    ____(~_~")7_____
JARED:     ____(--,)_____

The Last Demon Slayer

That should be me

I knew that once Jared went down, things would turn ugly for me.

Yes, I could try and see how far my resistance could go.

But regardless of how much I would resist, I am aware that the most that I could do was to knock five demon skins at most and that was already a gross estimation.

There was no way that I could be able to fend for myself, considering that several demon skins were throwing me their attacks all at once.

No amount of optimism could convince me otherwise.

I knew pretty well, that there was no way for me to be able to turn the table, when I am not good at fighting, in the first place.

So it was not long before I found myself closing my eyes which were as good as telling that I am resigning my life to destiny. I am finally willing to let go.

Defying Reason