This journal will never be read until I die.

That’s how dads journal started.

I never knew how fucked my life is until I read the rest of dad’s journal.

This is for you, Samantha. 

I know this curse will pass down. Sam likes being called Sam,  not Sammie,  Sam. 

Like I hate being called Patty. I don’t even like being called Pat. I’m Patricia.

They demon is Pat. It was Jim, my dad was James.  Grandpa Frank, Francis, and going back to the 1860s.

One of our family members used a nickname, and the demon took the nickname. It makes sense that we’re all Mediums. Otherwise, the demon would have killed us quickly, but because we’re Mediums, we’re targets because it’s easier to control us.

What the fuck are you whining about?

Fuck off Pat. 

Why?

Because.

That’s not a good answer, I’ll need a good answer.

Just fuck the fuck off you motherfucker!

No.

I want to tell you what your new job is.

What?

You know your ancestors have been doing my bidding. Now, it’s time for you to know what it is that is what I want.

I want souls. 

You understand why there are cells under the house.

I read in dad’s journal.  I kidnap homeless people that no one will miss. I put them in the cells and I give them an injection with this stuff, what is it?

Concentrated demon energy.

Right, and they fuck like crazy and I use cameras to film it all. Then I upload this shit using a VPN connecting to the dark web. I sell it using Bitcoin, and they pay, saying they bought anything other than what they got.

Almost. You need to tell them what to call it. I like using lunch bag.

You would. 

Anyway, after you drain their souls, I take them out of town and drop them off. I never use the same town twice, and I will scramble it so no pattern emerges.

I can’t believe I’m doing this.

Said your father when his father died. 

How long have you been around?

Since time began.

I’m never going to outsmart you. There’s no way to escape you. Even if I killed myself, you’d bring me back.

You got it kid.

I’m 51. I’m not a kid.

Compared to me, you’re still in diapers.