I used to think spirits were a joke until I messed around with that sorta crap.
A few years ago, me and some friends took a little holiday, rented some place in the woods for the weekend. Was kinda creepy I guess, but that's just houses in the woods, they're always creepy.
Anyway, we found this book in the cellar, 'Necromicon Ex Mortis' or something like that, I dunno, it looked like it was bound in human flesh and written in blood. Spoopy. We read it, had a laugh, this girl screamed a bit because she's a walking cliche' and that was about it.
Until my friends got possessed one by one by the demons. Had to kill my girlfriend and bury her outside because she was crazy, also because she was possessed by demons I guess. Another friend got fondled by the trees because they don't understand that "no" means "no", yano, because they're trees. Another just got possessed and died for plot reasons. Rough times.
I knew **** was getting real when my own hand got possessed, tried to stab me and I had to cut it off with a chainsaw. Little ******* gave me the finger afterwards.
After I traveled to the past, met my lover from medieval times and fought against an army of little me's in what seemed like a a low budget 'Return of the King' involving demons and a really cool weaponize car (later seen driven by Uncle Ben in Spiderman), I knew the spirits were nothing to be mocked.
Steer clear, children. Thou have been't warned!
A few years ago, me and some friends took a little holiday, rented some place in the woods for the weekend. Was kinda creepy I guess, but that's just houses in the woods, they're always creepy.
Anyway, we found this book in the cellar, 'Necromicon Ex Mortis' or something like that, I dunno, it looked like it was bound in human flesh and written in blood. Spoopy. We read it, had a laugh, this girl screamed a bit because she's a walking cliche' and that was about it.
Until my friends got possessed one by one by the demons. Had to kill my girlfriend and bury her outside because she was crazy, also because she was possessed by demons I guess. Another friend got fondled by the trees because they don't understand that "no" means "no", yano, because they're trees. Another just got possessed and died for plot reasons. Rough times.
I knew **** was getting real when my own hand got possessed, tried to stab me and I had to cut it off with a chainsaw. Little ******* gave me the finger afterwards.
After I traveled to the past, met my lover from medieval times and fought against an army of little me's in what seemed like a a low budget 'Return of the King' involving demons and a really cool weaponize car (later seen driven by Uncle Ben in Spiderman), I knew the spirits were nothing to be mocked.
Steer clear, children. Thou have been't warned!
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