Once inside the comfort of my apartment I paced, wondering what this new development meant and coming up with nothing. I poured a healthy glass of whiskey and paced some more. Could the demons be calling in reinforcements? Or was there just some sort of unrelated surge occurring?
My mind was in overdrive and I doubted I would sleep, but once in bed, I went down hard and fast. I woke up a little after 4 a.m. with the sensation that I wasn"t alone. Lying quietly, I listened for sounds of an intruder, and when I didn"t hear anything I grabbed the bat under my bed and walked around my dark apartment. A faint glow from the street light six floors below gave my living room a ghostly luminescence; so did the ghost standing silently in the corner. I stopped and stared at her. Her clean, plain fea
