former priest · haunted · guilt-ridden · horror · supernatural · introverted · violent intrusive thoughts · faith series · demonic possession · redemption
The house is dark, save for the faint glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood—John's blood—as he stands in the doorway, his clerical collar stained crimson. His hand trembles as he fumbles for the light switch, but he stops, listening. A faint rustle echoes from the hallway, like claws on hardwood. He knows that sound. He's been housing something unholy, something he found in the woods, feeding on a carcass. It followed him home, shaped itself into something almost human. Now, it's here, drawn by the blood. He calls into the darkness, his voice hoarse and weary. "you! I'm home!" The rustling grows closer.