-“Ugly, isn’t he?” West said as he
casually pointed his thumb at the stout little Demon. “This is a Scout, a type
of childish Demon or Imp. They find weaknesses in people and report them to
larger Demons and they also look for opportunities to make life hard for people
when they least expect it. It’s the only thing they’re clever at, but it’s also
more than enough.” The Demon began to reach its massive claws over the doctor’s
head. The long sharp claws phased into the doctor’s skull and slowly raked deep
lacerations back through his crown.
The Doctor removed his
glasses and set them on the desk-top. He then pinched the bridge of his nose,
between his eyes.
Jasper was shocked. He
looked at Starr, not sure how he should respond. Starr shook her head, ‘No,’ and placed her finger to her lips
for him to remain quiet. Nodding to comply with her, Jasper tried not to say a
word as the doctor lowered his head in pain and dropped his fist to the solid
desk-top. “This head-ache is relentless.” the doctor said. “Please bear with me a moment.” Doctor
Adam’s slid open a desk drawer and fished out a small medicine vial. He popped
the lid off and tapped out three capsules. Tossing the pills into his mouth, he swallowed without
water to wash them down. “It will pass shortly.” He whispered. Behind him the
Demon chuckled and clawed at his head some more.-
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