Chapter THREE

Bria threw a change of clothes in her backpack along with her travel toothbrush, laptop, chargers, and the keys to her parents’ house. She was going to lie low for a few days. Hoped that things would die down, then she could work on her next vlog.

This was so big. Bigger than big. It was huge. She finally had proof that the supernatural existed. And once she shared it with the whole damn world, Bria Grotto was going to be a household name.

Eeek!

That was vaguely terrifying once she’d thought of it. Who wanted that kind of life? That was, if she survived this and lived long enough to actually become a household name.

Gulp.

Bria knew evil when she saw it. Hell, she’d lived with her mother’s evil cat, Beelzebub, growing up. That thing had been a hell beast, for sure. It tore up every article of clothing she’d had in high school. Including her prom dress just hours before the event. Yeah, evil was real and lurking around any given corner.