Jayantha

{ January 29 2032.}

Cassy's forehead pressed against the steering wheel, her eyes squeezed shut, and her fingers jammed into her ears in an empty attempt to shut out some noise. She was a picture of desperation, a childlike pose that belied her grown woman's fears.

"Go away!" she shrieked, though the car was empty. The words were a futile attempt to banish the horrors that haunted her since her childhood.

Fourteen years of unrelenting terror had etched deep scars on her psyche. The memories of that fateful night still seared her mind: creatures crawling, crushing, and destroying her home resulting in the permanent dismissal of her father and her mother's current condition.

To save her mother Cassey has sold everything her parents have worked hard to build,yet there was no improvement in her health. Her mom has been bedridden for the past fourteen years.

"Don't touch me!" The warning was a reflex, a futile attempt to maintain a boundary between herself and the unholy entity.

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