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Erik had taken just two steps forward when a huge spotlight burned into his eyes. He held his arms up over his face and instinctively dropped to one knee.
“F.B.I.! Put your hands up!”
Erik could feel rather than see Dovecrest launch into a run, and then a gunshot cracked in the air.
“Stop and put your hands up!” the voice shouted.
Erik squinted through his fingers and saw that Dovecrest had complied. The shot had been a warning. Then he saw that a half-dozen camouflaged men were surrounding them, with M-16 rifles trained on him and the Indian. He very carefully put his hands up over his head and wondered what he had gotten himself into.
He felt his hands lowered behind his back and a pair of handcuffs being placed on his wrists. The leader of the men turned him around and looked at him by the light of the flashlight.
“Am I under arrest?” Erik asked.
“You are being taken in for questioning.”
“Then why do we need these,” he said motioning to the cuffs.
“Those are for your own protection,” the agent said.
“Don’t forget what you learned tonight,” Dovecrest said. “You are going to need it.”
“Right now, I think I’m going to need my lawyer,” he replied.
“You can call him as soon as we reach town,” the agent replied.
— 5-
The Demon had been fairly content once it has gotten over the shock of the first botched sacrifice. Being a parasite on this other one wasn’t as bad as it had thought. It was like having a foothold into this other world, at least, and once the foot was in the door the rest could squeeze through rather easily.
The man himself, this Seti, had quickly become an annoyance, though. Unlike the first body it had used so long ago, this one didn’t understand the big picture, and was not able to control his own urges and emotions. All this creature thought about was pleasure-food, sex, drugs, alcohol, and punishing others. Not that there was intrinsically anything wrong with these things, but they must be used and controlled in order to achieve the large objective. Pleasure had to be measured with patience, or else it lost all meaning.
And now that it was so close to the influence of this new one, this unrefined creature who didn’t know how to act, it found itself losing patience. It felt its own cravings taking over. It began lusting for another victim now, and just about any victim would do. It needed to climb through that gate and closer into this world. It wanted to free itself from the world of fire and live in the world of air. It wanted to feast on pain, punishment, and suffering, and it sensed that there was plenty of that to go around in this world. There were victims everywhere, just waiting to be taken-wanting to be taken, even.
He would give them what they wanted, and much, much more. This world fed on violence and suffering, just like he did. He was their reflection. He would be their mirror and show them what they were really like.