The Incubus Of Indiana

"I thought my life was going to end...the way that I felt was nothing but fear, fright, sadness, anxiety & pain. I spent months in the hospital bed begging myself that I would be okay. We've all heard of the same old things...vampires, werewolves, aliens, mummies & witches but all of that is overrated...an incubus knows where a woman hurts, deep in her womb, especially. An incubus is a male s*x demon who looks attractive on the surface but will dig its ice-cold teeth deep into your soul & rip it out. It was a cold winter of 1993 in Indiana. I was stuck in bed suffering from horrible insomnia & sleeping disorders. It was all due to stress from working minimum wage & just ending my 8 year relationship with my boyfriend, Thomas. What I witnessed made my heart sink. That's how this whole thing started." (Indiana, winter of 1993, the bookstore within Mall) "I decided to go to the bookstore in my local mall where I worked & bring me a couple of books. One was a cooking book & the other was a sewing instruction book. My close friend Brenda, who also worked there, was tall, pretty, rugged, was in a girl gang before, had a faded buzzed haircut with a shoulder-length ponytail at the top, a cigarette addict & her parents were originally from Milan, Italy, but she's mostly Cherokee native Indian. She was kinda on the bold side; black clothes, ripped trousers & dark eyeliner. She always convinced me to check out this book on demonology but was never interested." Brenda says: Hey Cindy! How's everything going? I then say: It's going okay I guess. I still have major sleep paralysis. Got any books on how to cure this? I mean, this has been going on for months every month. Brenda says: I see...you got bags under your eyes. Here I know the right one. It's mostly metaphysics & time travel, but there's one section where it explains sleeping disorders & different paranormal demons that you could get rid of. It's called "The Mysteries of Life" . It's pretty vintage, at least a century old. "She gave me the book for free. I took it with me to the cafe & lounge inside the mall. I grabbed a cup of coffee & started reading. Suddenly...the book closed on its own! I couldn't get it to open at first, but eventually it opened again. Hugh, I thought to myself... looking confused. I walked outside to smoke for a while. It was cold & damp, Indiana has always been cold all year round." (I started having a coughing fit. I thought I had coughed up blood but, a minute later...it was all gone. It was strange. I thought of giving the book back to Brenda, but I needed to know a way to stop my sleeping issues. I then was elbowed in the back...Ow! I said & I turned around, assuming it was Brenda joking around trying to provoke me, it was a strange yet unbelievably beautiful young man. Slender, about my height but two inches shorter, smaller than me as I was on the plus side. He had long, thick & full crinkly curly hair with white & black streaks slicked back a bit with some covering the side of his face, full reddish lips, small golden hoop earrings, a pointy nose, perfectly drawn thick black eyebrows, freckles & an olive complexion. He wore a long white trench coat & a pair of black winter gloves. His eyes looked huge & were smokey yet vampy. I was a bit scared to be honest.) Sir? Excuse me. Who are you? I asked as he quickly looked at me. I backed up a bit feeling scared. He looked really dangerous. I could feel it deep in my heart. He walked up to me as I started to walk away but he grabbed my arm, so I screamed & he let go. He started to speak Portuguese as I looked confused. "I see you only speak English. I'm sorry, miss. Pardon me. I don't mean to frighten you, I'm just lonely. That's all." He had a very innocent, soothing & deep voice that made me believe him & feel kinda bad, he had a slight Spanish/Portuguese accent, he did have the smooth facial baby faced features of a Spaniard, no facial hair but just such flawless skin. "I'm So sorry for judging you, I know how you feel. I've been lonely too." I replied to him. He then says "Loneliness has been something I've been well used to. It's nothing new. I'll just go so I won't frighten anyone else." I looked at him, he seemed so sad. I decided to invite him for dinner & so he drove me home that morning. I fixed a salad & steak with champagne. "You cook really well. How long have you been cooking?" I then replied "I've been cooking since I was a preteen. My mother passed away when I was 15." He then says "I'm sorry to hear that, I know how that must feel & I really thank you for inviting me to your place. I have to get going but I'll see you later & meet with you at the mall, okay?" I then answered with a smile "Okay." Couple of days later, I met up with him at the mall & we both sat down & drank coffee. "So, tell me . What's your name? I forgot to ask." I say as he answers "I have many names but you can call me Alan." I then answer "I'm Cindy, it's been a pleasure to meet you." He then says "So, how are you enjoying that Life of Mystery book ?" I then looked at him confused, I never showed him the novel in the light of day, how did he know? I asked myself, I asked him "Wait...how did you know?" He then answered "I just knew...that's all. I gotta go." I then looked shocked & I stopped him from leaving as I followed him outside but... strangely, I didn't see any sign of him. 2 weeks passed & I was still puzzled by this. I read the Life of Mystery & found out that sleep paralysis was actually based on a real s*x demon. For women...it was called an incubus or incubi. They not only rape you in your sleep, but can be very cannibal like if they wanted to be. I learned that they could feast on your soul & like the taste of raw meat. Something In My Heart made me suspicious of Alan, but there's no way an incubus could be so...real, so existent, so tense, so emotional, so human, romantic & innocent acting as he was. So I called it bullshit, there was no way some random s*x demon could just one day exist in reality straight out of someone's dreams, so I just didn't think much about Alan & just maybe he was only eccentric. The whole day, I saw him again. This time everything went odd. The mall's lights had shut down & everybody panicked. The only person who didn't was...Alan. He told me to follow him. I did out of curiosity. We went into the steep hallways "back rooms" of the mall, the boiler room. "Alan...what's going on? Please... You're scaring me." He then answered "I promise you'll be okay, I won't hurt you. I just wanna talk...I missed you. Please, let me hold you." (He holds me tight & kisses me on my lips. This was going fast but somehow...I felt an odd sensation of how far true love at first sight could go. It felt wonderful. He then...just walked away. Just like that. For days now, I have been feeling sluggish & extremely exhausted. Brenda said something about "The Kiss Of Death" & I was gonna find out what that meant...I was gonna get to the bottom of this, one & for all!) (Jan. 3rd, 7am, 1994) I had to work that day again. I grabbed my purse, applied light makeup, fixed my hair & left. I caught the bus. Once I arrived at the mall, I decided to get a cup of coffee before I started my shift. 10 minutes later, I headed to the bookstore. My friend was absent that day since someone in her family had a wedding. I decided to start sweeping the floors & peeping at the TV. On the news, there were a strange number of women missing all over my hometown. They say the law has found "0" signs of any evidence of who was even the killer, which I find so impossible unless the killer must've had an IQ of above 200 or something. This s**t has been going on for 2 months now. Something wasn't right. I then felt a tap on my shoulder. I then jumped in fear, but thankfully it was my boss. He pushed me aside & asked me "Hey Cindy, you look really exhausted. The eyebags, the frown & the depression. Now what the hell is going on?" I thought about telling him the whole issue but decided not to get out of a freaking asylum for once. I then replied "Nothing, boss. Just lack of sleep." He then raises his eyebrows at me & says "Hmmm... insomnia. You must see a doctor soon, my dear, or unfortunately, I may have to fire you. I would hate to, but you're one of my favorite employees, I would hate to lose you over this." I then bowed my head down in shame & replied "Yes sir, I understand." He then looks at me in remorse "Look, life isn't so bad. Just try to uplift yourself some. Snap out of it. You know?" I then said "Thanks for the advice, boss. I'll at least do something." He then replies "Indeed. Good luck, hot stuff." (Pats me on the left shoulder & enters the employee-only room. My boss was Jamaican & Nigerian, so it used to be a bit hard to understand him at first. He used to be my 9th grade math teacher.) I then sigh & get back to work until it's time for break. I decided to call Brenda & see how she was doing. I dialed her number on the telephone that was on the store's desk. She picks up "Hey, nothing freaky is happening over there so far, is there?" I then replied "Nope...at least not yet. Say, how's everything going over there in Florida?" She then says "It's not bad, just hot as s**t! I can't even breathe properly." I then started to chuckle & laugh "Ah gee, I wish I was there. It's so cold & sticky outside but I guess I'm used to it by now, pfft." Brenda then suggested "Hey, I think you deserve a break yourself. I mean you're stuck doing the same old thing. At least go hang out at a bar or something." That was a good idea. I had not thought of that since college... LITERALLY. I then replied "Nice thinking, sis. I'll probably go tonight. I'll call you later & tell you how my outing went." We said goodbye & hung up. After my shift was over, I walked to the clothing section & took a black leather jacket with a pair of white denim overalls & a new pair of white tennis shoes, which was the typical trend back then kinda. I went to the mall's bathroom & applied a dark red wine shade of lipstick & black eye shadow. I then caught a cab to the nearest bar in town. As I arrived at one, I saw red, purple, & yellow lights. People were mostly just hanging out, talking, drinking, smoking or playing pool. As a casual smoker myself, I decided to smoke a few Newports until a few young jock dudes bumped into me. "Hey sweety, how much do ya gotta smoke that s**t?" I then snickered a bit at the fact that a bunch of little boys are telling a grown chic what to do. I then reply "More likely to get cancer...NOT. By the way, smoking makes me lose weight." They then say "haha sure. We don't mean to bother you, but just wanted to know if you want to join us with some 8 pool balls?" She then replied "Sure!" The whole time at the bar, I had a blast. I wasn't thinking about my worries nor my fears. I played pool, decks of cards, drank a few cocktails, talked to a few uptown hunks, preps, the punks & even rockstars. Indiana was a quite boring place for some people, but this area was obviously more busy. I thought to myself, I could hang here more often, maybe just once a week or on weekends. I could bring Brenda with me, we'd have a blast. The next morning was my last day of work that week. I got dressed but this time feeling more energetic & ready to show the boss that in no damn way do I have the time to get fired. I arrived again & started the shift. I bragged to Brenda about my outing. She was pretty thrilled for me as I promised to take her too sometime. My boss even gave me a promotion. Things were getting loose, vibrant, ordinary & collected. Brenda came back that afternoon & talked to me about something. "Cindy? I love that you're back to normal & all, but remember there's a real life entity after you. The happier he sees you, the more angrier he gets. Just make sure to not be alone too often, okay?" I then nodded my head & answered "I promise, hopefully nothing too horrible won't happen." It was a rainy evening one week later. Everything still seemed pretty okay since my first outing in like almost a whole month. I sat down in front of the window watching the rain drop. I watched a bit of TV that day. Something, of course, had to happen just then; a telephone rung. It was him...Alan. I never gave him my number for one. I was creeped out by this. "What do you want? Leave me alone, I'm begging you!" He then answers "No, no...look. Cindy, please listen to me. I just wanted to say that I'm glad you've seen been doing much better & that your insomnia is calming down a bit. Truly, I am." Something made me believe him "Wait, so you're not mad at me about that?" He then snickers at my naiveness "I see, you think I'm some sort of toxic force that wants you to fail miserably at everything, don't you?" I then believed him & asked just to make sure "Are you certain that you're mortal enough to even have me as your love?" He then says "I too can bleed, hurt, cry, laugh, get sick & even die...trust me. I'm pure flesh & blood. Come let me in tomorrow & we'll talk about this more. I mean haha, you're kinda weird asking me all of that, but alrighty then." I then chuckle & say "Oh shut up you, haha. Well, I'll see you then. Bye bye & goodnight." He then says "Sweet Dreams..." (We hung up. My heart fluttered after that, but my dreams weren't so sweet still. I still had some nightmares, but fortunately I didn't experience any sleep paralysis. That Sunday morning, I decided to get some breakfast. I heard the bell ring, it was around 10 am, not too bad I guess, since I was already dressed anyway. It was Alan, so I answered the door & hugged him as he kissed me. I let him in as he sat in the living room. I went on to make him brunch & a glass of wine. I planned to make a BLT sandwich, fry the bacon...I noticed something a bit strange. There was a white stray cat outside pointing towards a sign that was written in....blood. That's when I froze, it said "Run Out Of The House While You Still Can". I gasped in fear & dropped the wine glass. As I put my hands on my mouth screaming in fear, in the mirror I saw Alan across the kitchen looking at me sinisterly with such a grin. I then screamed for help repeatedly, rushing to the back door, trying to open it, but of course, it had to be locked! I then heard his footsteps coming closer as I rushed down the basement stairs. I thankfully managed to escape out the garage door, I then ran into the nearest trails & didn't stop nor looked back. I kept screaming for help, the fear I experienced was genuine. I've never feared anything else as much as I feared him. That's when, before my panicked consciousness, I ran into a tree & blacked out. God knows how many hours I have woken up after that mess. I was in the mall's boiler room where the lost & found was located. Waking up on a bench, I then slowly opened my eyes to a rather depressed & sinister male voice. "I have the ability to make your heart ache. You just found out the truth, the beautiful truth. I'm your new escort... your incubus. You have only 2 months to somehow defeat me. If time is up...I have to feed your flesh. It's the only way I can gain blood, health, vibrancy & life, it's the only way I can feel." My heart sank in fear, I then said "Alan...please, You don't have to, we could talk about this." I whimper In tears. "It has to be done or I'll start feeling sick without you...without your flesh. It will only take a second, this won't hurt you for too long, you have to take the pain, for you have summoned me." (He starts to hiss & he grows two sheep's horns out of his head as I scream for help, running to the basement door banging on it repeatedly.) (I heard his footsteps & his sinister chuckling. I screamed so loudly, I thought I would die but...then his presence faded as all the lights turned back on, the mall was back to normal. What is this? I asked myself. I quickly got out of the boiler room & back to the main mall building. Brenda then rushes to me & hugs me. My heart sank so much...she was so worried. "Brenda...I promise you I'll be okay. I just had another sleeping walk. That's all, it was just a nightmare." I told her, even though I was lying...I just didn't like her being so worried. She then says "Oh, Cindy. I fear for you. Somebody is really after you. I can feel it. You have to do something before he hurts you." I'll hold the book from now on & tell you what can be done if things start to get outta hand, okay? I nearly forgot, those who read the book are supposed to be cleared, safe or baptized, not the ones who deal with tons of paranormal experiences or sleep disorders." I looked at her shocked but really shouldn't be surprised since she knows alot about the paranormal. "Brenda, I'm so happy for your support. You've been the only one who's been so dear to me. Even my parents wouldn't give two shits as they were always going on vacations, leaving me in the house as a teen." Brenda chuckles & says "Ah, family stuff kills." I add "Yeah, 100 percent guaranteed. Let's go get something to eat & call it a day." Brenda replies "I'm all for that, the seafood shack is pretty good, we could hang out and have a few cocktails. Take your mind off of all this bullshit, you know?" I then replied with a nod. We do go as I order crabs & mussels. Nothing cheered me up at that point. I was helpless but I forced a smile for my friend's sake. "Brenda, I thought he was gonna kill me. I literally punked Big time." She then says "I think we need to do something about this asap before he actually does so. I just called a few exorcists for you as backup. This should help a lot. I then hugged Brenda in relief. That's something I needed. She gave me all the details & their addresses. The next night after work, I placed all the information on my dresser & fell asleep. This time, I had sleep paralysis & it was horrific as usual...but to my sudden dismay, even though I couldn't move, I looked to my right & saw that the papers were gone! I then looked in front of me as Alan was, of course, there snickering at me like the loser he thought I was. He then started pounding his chest, coughing up crumbled balls of paper that were on my goddamn dresser. "I'm so, so sorry...you needed this, didn't you, baby? Well what a f*****g bummer." (He then throws the papers covered with his saliva into the fireplace as I watched it blacken & sink into the pits) Tears ran down my eyes as I then closed my eyes in helplessness, I started to whimper as he slowly sits besides me shushing me & trying to comfort me. "You know I love you, Cindy...I truly do. All I want is what's best for you..." He says as his voice fades away, as I then feel a faint action as I jump out of my sleep paralysis. I really thought it was just another horrible dream but it was too good to be true ...the papers on my left were gone, just like in my half sleep. I saw those nasty coughed-up papers in the fireplace just like in my half sleep. I started sobbing in helplessness, I felt like giving up. A telephone rung, it was Brenda. "Brenda, please...Just get out help for me, a shaman, a priest, a cop, a medium ...anything. You can no longer leave this to me, you have to pitch in at this point because that monster just burnt all those numbers you gave me." Brenda then goes speechless & starts to say "Oh Gosh...Cindy. I'll call you right back. I'm heading to the nearest church. I have to see if they have a team of exorcists there for you. Hang tight & lock all of the doors! I'll send you one, admittedly." I then cried in glory "Thank you... thank you, please hurry. I swear my heart I'm gonna die, he's gonna hurt me..." (We hung up.) Of course the lights turned off, I was expecting more torture anyway. I covered myself with the blanket & continued to whimper & sob, which was all I could do as a reflex. I heard scraping noises & glass shattering. I screamed so loud that I fainted & blacked out. I then woke up probably hours later to feel my arm burning, it felt so horrible that it stung. I was sitting on a couch in an unfamiliar room, everything looked dull & I felt so cold. No lights, just stained glass & thunder from outside. I looked in the mirror & saw that someone had shaved it into a buzz cut! I felt pressure on my left arm, I looked to see…. There Alan was pressing his arms & hands against my body as he gave me a tattoo...I saw my blood on his gloves, which he licked right off, some pleasure it really seemed to have him, like a vampire almost. God knows what kind of tattoo he was giving me. "Alan...please..." He looked at me "No, I'm giving you a permanent birth defect as a sign that you'll always be under my control. You summoned me, so you have to obey me or there will be consequences. Understand?" I started whimpering. "It hurts." He started to grasp my arm real tight to stop me from getting up off the couch. He then got a syringe & stuck it in my hand. I squealed in fear. "You're gonna be okay,. I just had to do this to calm you down because I don't wanna really harm you. I told you that it was not my true intention. It's more of a need than a want. You're safe with me, even though our love seems deranged to you. You still love me, don't you?" I say nothing as he repeats to himself more sternly "Don't you love me? Just say it...SAY YOU LOVE ME!" I shiver & panic & instantly answer him in tears as he demands "I'm so...so sorry, I love you...I love you." I answer as he replies "That's better. Cindy, say... have you ever heard of this so-called phenomenon called war of submission & domination? It's our own personal game. You see? The more you disobey me, the more I'd have to make you suffer & bleed. The deal of the game is...you manage to somehow get away from me for a long, long time or perhaps forever in either in fight me back, that option wouldn't be too easy...then you'd win & I'd surrender after a while & let you go, the way I'd could fall physically sick & would only appear In your dreams. Now the catch with our whole relationship is that you will never EVER get rid of this tattoo. It's my gift to you out of strange love, it allows me to enter into your dreams & give you all the s****l satisfaction you'd ever imagined, because you would stop seeing me outside of your sleep. There would be no more pain, no tears, no suffering, no fear & no more heartache." I looked at him & replied "But why?...Out of all the women, why hunt after me, what did I do?" I asked as he answered, "Oh I'm sorry, I don't answer stupid questions. Get dressed, I'm about to take you out somewhere nice & elegant." (He throws an evening gown at me) That night, Alan gave me a shape up & even put on my makeup & he dressed me in this long turquoise dress suit showing half of my bare breast with these white stilettos. He drove me to a luxury restaurant & escorted me to the entrance. "I need to go to the bathroom, I feel sick..." I said, feeling nauseous. He then smirks at me & says "Oh let me guess, your period? Speaking of that, we're gonna try & plan to have our own baby soon. No buts...just force a little smile on that pretty face of yours. Hmmm?" I then said "No! I don't want to. Alan I mean it!" He then stops me as I stay silent. "Shut it. It was made official." After 3 hours, he took me home. I start to throw up in the bathroom as he pats my back & hands me a wet cloth." He takes me to my bed & tucks me in, kisses me on the lips & exits my room. The next morning, I came downstairs & to my shock...he had already made me breakfast. He was sitting on the sofa. Candles were lit everywhere. He was in his black robe, probably wearing nothing underneath. "Come down & keep me some company, feeling any better, my love?" He asked me. I nodded my head as I slowly walked down the rest of the stairs, as he held me tight. I was blacked out at that point, I was just empty inside & felt stuck. He allowed me to eat first, but then I decided to try & sneak back upstairs just to avoid making a "baby with the incubus". However, that would even workout. He then asked me "So soon?" I tried to just flick him off and answer "Yes, babe. I'm tired, I told you I didn't want to." He then Grabs me as I squeal, he pushes me on the sofa & rushes his hands down my private area to take off my panties & bra. He then tied me to the sofa as he got on top of me. "Alan...No!!!" I panicked. He, of course, inserted himself into my body using painful force. He then rubs my stomach a few minutes later & sounds like he was whispering something weird. That night, he took me to bed again. The next morning I woke up... strangely my stomach looked so huge & bloated as if I was already in my 3rd trimester. "Oh no! Oh my gosh..." I hyperventilated. "No worries, your birth won't start until tomorrow, around 9pm. Soon we'll have our own family. I guess you should already know by now what I am. I would suggest just trying & blocking that part out for once & treating myself like any other man." The next day, around 9, it happened. My water broke as Alan was just coming through the door. He saw that my water broke so he decided not to take his gloves off. He rushed over to me. "Alan...what are you doing? Take me to the hospital, please!" He then says "What hospital, for the supernatural? Get surreal for once." (He jokes at me) He then unbuttons my dress so that half of my lower body is exposed. He rests his left arm against my upper stomach. I assumed for balance, then jammed his right hand between my legs as I forced a loud whimper. Tears fell from my eyes. It was so painful that I couldn't bear it.