Chapter 34For someone that was supposed to get rest, Pam didn't feel rested. She felt like tearing out Becca's throat. Ian's hands on her shoulders kept her from launching herself across the room at the goth girl.
Becca looked even more pale than usual. Ken moved up beside her, touching her arm as he glared at Pam.
“What do you expect us to do, witch?” He spat the word at her. “Thanks to you I was dragged down to Hell by this demon! It was only through my faith in our Lord that I was saved from eternal damnation like Justin!”
Pam tried to shove Ian's hands away. “It was a nightmare, you fruitcake! A nightmare created by your own religious delusions!”
“My delusions?” Ken's voice rose. “Delusions! There is a demon stalking our sleep thanks to you. It is your unholy power that has granted
