Thing could be worse...But I was praying to God that they didn't.
This new comer, whoever he was, took it upon himself to rid us of the fear demon...Or so he though. Really, all he had done was got us into deeper trouble. He may have killed the demon's physical body, but the spirit of a demon never really dies. It just returns to it's origional demention, and would probably return later, angry and a bigger threat to us then it was before.
Margo and Zachary were by my side then, trying to calm me down, but I didn't know if that was possible. I wasn't a demon master. The only things I knew were what books had taught me. And in all the pages that I had read, never once had they explained what to do about an angered fear demon. We could protect ourself by burning the herbs that I had givin Faye, but that probably wouldn't help us very much.
"What are we going to do?" Margo questioned. She seemed fine now, although I don't know that the demons might have done to her.
"Don't know...I don't know!" I told her, freaking out a bit.
"It's okay." That was Zac, stroking my hair. "We have time to figure it out before the demon returns... That's if it returns." He assured me. "It's going to be okay."
I wish I could have believed him.