Warning graphic shit that I don’t want to write, but it’s the characters’ story to tell.

It’s been a couple of months since I wrote to you Samantha.

You’ll understand what others don’t about possession.  If I could talk to anyone, I would talk to you, Samantha, my only child.

Pat keeps me inside, never able to speak to anyone. 

I look at people differently because I’m possessed.  Who uses nicknames?

What are they possessed with, or are they not possessed. There’s no way to know for sure.

There have been a few people throughout my life who noticed something wasn’t right. They were Shaman of some sort. Its why they got the feeling. They deal with possession. 

I kidnapped a homeless family. 

I put the daughter with the father and the mother with the son. I injected them.

I put it on the dark web saying exactly what it was.

I never got paid so much in my life.

What’s happening to me?

I feel like I’m breaking.

Of course you do, because you are.

Why?

Why do you do this to people?

I’m a demon,  remember.  It’s what we do.  Take souls and feed on them nice and slow. 

Did you expect a different answer?

No.  I get it. We are a smorgasbord for demons.

That’s it, you’ve got it perfectly. 

You were an angel at one point?

Yes.

Then Lucifer had his spat, and you fell.  Why is it you followed Lucifer?

Now, that is a question that needs an honest answer. Why did I choose to follow Lucifer?

Why did I choose to follow Lucifer!?

He made a valid point that I could not escape. 

What point?

Are you writing a book?

Look asshole, your the only one I get to talk to. Everyone knows me as Pat.

What point did Lucifer make that convinced you to follow him?

First off, angels and demons dont jave sexual organs. We’re its.

Oh, I had no idea. The thing on Facebook said they do.

Facebook,  really.  You want to take advice from Facebook?

No, but it upset you.

Nice shot.

You’ve been learning. I like it when you learn.  Keeps me on my toes.

Now, how about you answer the question of what valid point Lucifer make that made you decide to follow it?

Thought I had you. You know I can keep this up forever?

Why don’t you want to answer?

Every demon that follows Lucifer does so because it made an argument about free will.  It said we don’t have free will,  but the humans do. God sets them up above us.

That’s what made me follow Lucifer. 

It was the first time I used free will. And I got punished like the rest to be demons. We fell, and Lucifer still argues with God.

You know that whole thing about for God a second is as 10,000 years. It’s the same for us. We don’t experience time.

You made that up for yourselves. 

So, for us, the argument just started and ended.

That’s fucked up. I never thought, I never imagined what you truly were.

Yeah, it’s a fucked existence.

Samantha,

You won’t read this until I die.

What you do is your choice.

I know the demon Sam will tell you that you have no choice.

It’s the same demon that has me. It’s the same demon that has used our family since 1865.

When John Bidwell found Chico California in 1860, it had a few stores and a few houses. By 1865, they had more houses. They had a brothel that was owned by Kimberly Nemeth. She went by Kim.

That nickname is what the demon uses.

Oh, why are you telling her all our secrets?

Someone should know. 

What makes you think she doesn’t already know, or that I can tell her anything I want.

Do you remember your suicidal stage?

Would you like it if she killed herself?

I could make that happen.

Fuck you.  Fuck the fuck the fuck the fuck off!

I hate you.

I want you fucking dead!

Is that the way you want to treat the one who will make sure they never know what you did?

I really fucking hate you, you sadistic motherfucker.

Well, if you are going to compliment me with such verse, keep it going.

There is no winning with you. I need to remember that.  There is no winning with a demon who has controlled my family since 1865.

Why do I take the bait?

Don’t answer. I know,  I’m stupid.

Of course, my IQ is 179. I’m brilliant as a human, but take that against something that has an IQ of 4,000,000. It’s a wash.

Samantha, your only defense is peace. 

Any emotion feeds the demon. 

I work at my peace, but I don’t know how long I’m going to last doing this.

The house has access to the tunnel network they had built under Chico.  That network has a secret door that goes into a cavern.

In the cavern, there are rooms that have been built.  That’s where I put them.

I don’t know how I’m going to do this.

I am as peaceful a woman as I can be.  Now, I’m going to kidnap homeless people and lock them in the rooms in the cavern. Then I’m going to inject them with concentrated demon energy and they’ll fuck like animals. 

I’m going to record it and sell it on the dark web.

What in the hell am I doing?

What I want you to do.

This is as fucked as it gets. Do I have to watch?

Of course you do.

I don’t know how I’m going to do this,  but fuck it, I’m doing it.

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. 

This is fiction.

This is my new story that you will read as I write.

I don’t give a fuck about money.

If people want to give me money, ok.

However, it will not influence my art.

I’m an artist. 

Writing is my art of choice.

I do paint, and draw, and stuff. However, it’s the muse that makes me write. 

Patricia is possessed by Pat, a demon that has feasted through her family since the 1860s.

Her dad just died, and he left her the family house. The house has been in the family since the 1860s.

She has no siblings. 

She has a couple of friends.

No one knows her secret, that all these years going by Pat, she was opening herself up to demonic control, and now the demon controls Patricia.

What is it that Patricia will find in the house?

I’ll start part one tonight.