The Incubus Of Indiana

CHAPTER 1: Hidden Door key

He started to yank, struggle & aggressively pull my whole sack out. The baby, the cord, even the placenta, fluids were pulled out all at once...that's literally how strong he was. He then places the baby in a blanket & puts it in the living room. He comes back beside me & starts cleaning up all of my mess. He then takes me to the bathroom & stands me up in the bathtub like a child or a dog & starts washing me from head to toe. He then dries me & puts me in a white bathrobe & lays me down in bed. That baby was NOT a baby. It was a giant 1 in a half foot black beetle which he called Timmy. That thing hissed at me. I had a feeling it wouldn't like me anyway. He locks all of my doors, windows, anywhere I can possibly breathe. I was doomed but this went too far. I started to feel an urge of revenge deep inside of me. I wanted to defeat him. I remembered I had a crucifix with a mini-book about how to scare away entities. I had to find it but this time, I was gonna play his game.

No snitching, no talking about it, no letting him know anything about it, no spilling of the beans...just find that damn book & shove it down his slimy throat, well not literally, but make him punk away from it of course.

I thought of just sticking with finding where the bastard hid my secret door key tucked in my mini-booklet. The house was pretty old, so when I first moved in, the lady who used to own the place told me that she built it to get away from her abusive husband and hide her kids there too. Pretty dark stuff, but I don’t think it's as creepy as this scenario. I decided to play my vinyl record to help me concentrate and play my piano. I put on ‘’Kiss From A Rose’’, which was the new hit single at the time during 1994, the first unreleased version since it was early ‘94. I heard his footsteps. ‘’You have good taste in music, beautiful.’’ I then replied timidly ‘’Thanks…’’ That’s why I’ve been attracted to you, good style, dress nice, look nice and the list goes on and on.’’ I then rolled my eyes and keep playing. ‘’Look, I know all of this is twisted but remember we have to stick with the deal. You promised me, remember?’’ I then say ‘’I know, babe I’m just scared…that’s all.” He then starts to stroke and massage my shoulders and replies ‘’Oh…that I already know, I can’t really help it. You’re kind of cute when you’re timid.’’ Oh give me a f*****g break, I said to myself. I continue playing until I grow strangely tired. It's not the first time. It’s been like this for months, almost years. Doing that, I would fall asleep like that in the afternoons. He then excuses himself for making me brunch and coffee as I then sneaked into the basement. Of course, I thought of a clever excuse for going down there.

As I struggled my way across the basement where a bunch of old centried mannequins and spooky joker masks surrounded me. I coughed in a cringe at how much dust was in there. I tried searching for the key and booklet for 10 minutes now. Something wasn’t right. I swore I left it in a brown bin by the tall stained glass window. He must’ve moved it because he must’ve known about it being the tool to the secret room that had an outside entrance which led to the railroad. This bastard didn’t want me leaving my own damn house? You’ve gotta be kidding me. I was not only treated like a dog, but like a slave. He had fun playing ‘’Master’’. Obviously, I wasn’t down with the b**m thing. He then called me for brunch. I rushed upstairs and sat on the table and poured myself coffee. He looked at me a bit skeptical and of course he asked me ‘’What were you doing down in the basement, baby?”

I froze and told him my excuse and he wasn’t having it. ‘’I know why you went down there. Don’t play silly girl with me. I’m not telling you where I hid that key." I then got smart with him ‘’I know you won’t…that’s all you love to do.’’ He then raises his eyebrows and questions me ‘’Do what now?’’ I then reply ‘’Test me in all types of horrible ways, what did you think I meant?’’ He then chuckles at me as if I was the most pathetic loser in the world. ‘’What a sucker you are and you hardly even know nor wanna show that.’’ He then slams his hands on the table as I gasps in fear jumping out of my seat?’’ Of course he only did that to laugh in my face which he did chuckle at afterwards ‘’... Pathetic little girl.’’ As he walks away and goes upstairs, I throw my cup at the wall in a rage, then lay my head down on the table afterwards. If I had his strength, I would’ve killed him.’’ It was 8pm that day, Allan called me upstairs so he could bathe me. ‘’There I was again, being bathed in ice-cold water butt ass naked. ‘’Bend down for me.’’ He demands as I bend down.

He starts spanking me with a short whip as I beg him to stop. ‘’You really think I’m f*****g retarded all because I’m not mortal, don’t you? I may not know everything, but I sure know one thing. You’re not going to go back down into that basement. I’m locking it up for good!’’ After 2 minutes, he stops and yanks my arm, throwing me on the bed. Before he raises his whip to spank me one last time, I crawl on the floor holding him in tears to beg for mercy. ‘’Please…I take anymore, I’m sorry…’’ He stops and sighs in irritation. ‘’I’ll be back. To avoid anymore pain, don’t rebel against my rules.’’ Before he walks away, he gives me a kiss on the lips, shuts the door. I, of course, still went with my first plan…this time, just avoiding the basement.

The next day, around morning, while he was sleeping…I went downstairs again to find more clues. I was able to find my phone hidden in the downstairs bathroom behind the sink. I plugged it up to call the police. ‘’Please…help me, officer. I couldn’t speak too loudly or he’d hear me. I’ve been bound into my own home.’’ The female officer replies ‘’Oh god…hang on. Tell me your address, dear.’’ I then told them and they said they’d be there in 10 minutes. I knew that he had awoken by hearing his footsteps. I decided to just lock myself somewhere in the house. I ran towards a hiding spot. It was a huge storage room…my heart told me to do so. I decided to make that room my new hideout from now on and maybe I could find the key here. Of course, I heard Allan yelling ‘’I’m too old to play hide and seek, Cindy!’’ I, of course, shivered in fear but tried not to make any sound by covering my mouth. He then starts banging on the storage door, which was the first place he looked. He opens the door…my heart races but finally the police came and knocked on the door. ‘’Hmm…what a snitch.’’ He mumbles as he starts to shape shift, turning invisible. The police