“Of all the selfish, stupid…” I growled, dropping the silver stake and snatching up my pistol. I trained it at Jared, cursing myself for not doubling checking that he'd really been asleep. He had probably overheard my entire plan and had wanted to help out, just like I knew he would. Now my plan was falling apart around my ears.
Jared, his eyes black and gray clouds whirling together, chuckled, looking down at his hands. My mind spun at top speed, trying to figure a way out of this mess. I kept the gun aimed at him, but I wasn’t willing to shoot the demon, not while he was possessing Jared.
He looked up at me and grinned.
“What a curious turn of events,” he said, Jared’s sweet voice mixed horribly with the demon’s deeper tone. I grimaced, holding the gun tighter. Maybe it would think I might still shoot him, even though I would. Then I’d be able to put him in the circle until I thought of something.
The demon shook Jared’s head.
“No, you won’t shoot this one,” he said, taking a step closer. I stepped back, trying not to trip on anything, while still thinking as hard as I could. From everything I had read, the only way to get rid of the demon was to kill the body that it was in, and now that it was in Jared, that wasn’t an option.
I caught sight of the TASER I had left on the ground and in the moment I was distracted the demon threw the hatchet at me.
I screamed as I dove out of the way, grabbing the TASER as I fell. I didn’t let go of the gun, just in case he tried for it. The hatchet clattered against the cement on the other side of the building as I scrambled to get back to my feet. Jared roared, running at me. I squeaked and, bringing the TASER around, fired it at him.
The two prongs stuck in his bloodstained tee shirt and a second later 50,000 volts of electricity coursed through Jared’s body. He collapsed backwards, his muscles convulsing. A strangled scream tore from his throat, then when the current ceased he sank to the ground, fell backwards, and stopped moving.
I heaved for breath and threw the spent TASER away. I put my head in my hands, trying to understand how the demon had been able to escape the binding. I stood up in the silence and walked over to the circle where the homeless man still lay still.
After quickly checking the circle, I found my dragging the old man had weakened it. I groaned, bending and grabbing the chalk to fix it. Before I could press the white chalk to the cold cement the old man sat up. Startled, I tripped backwards, trying to get away from him.
“Ah, that tingled,” Jared said, startling me again as he grabbed me from behind. I dropped the gun in favor of keeping him from strangling me, and glanced back and forth between Jared and the old man, horrified that they both had possessed eyes. Did this mean the demon could split into more than one part? What was going on?
Jared yanked me to my feet, his arm wrapped tightly around my neck. I choked, trying to keep my hands between his arm and my throat. He squeezed tighter, and I began to lose my vision. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I struggled to get free.
“No you don’t,” the demonized Jared said, holding me tighter. I gasped, and watched while the old man stood up, dusting himself off.
“What a pathetic body,” he mumbled, then glanced up at me. He smiled, a gap-toothed grin. “Well, this is turning out so perfectly,” he said. He tried the force field like he had before, but still couldn’t get through. He huffed, the shrugged. “Oh well. Not too much of a problem.”
My struggles became weaker as I quickly ran out of air. I stopped paying attention to the old man and focused all that remained of my faculties on getting out of the situation, but I could tell I didn’t have a whole lot of time left. If I didn’t come up with a solution I was going to die.