What Your Pillow Sees When You Get Possessed の小説・ストーリー

As he closed the toilet lid and sat down. "You know what I want, G125. You know that I can blow your head, right? Just think about your daughter waiting for you outside. You don't want to traumatize her, right?" Derus said, making Giselle helplessly follow what he wants. She knows what kind of person is in front of her. It's a monster, a devil incarnation. Giselle pulled down the zipper of her white floral dress, exposing her upper body. She carefully took off her nipple tape. She glanced at the person she wanted to kill right now, and that person was drooling at the sight of her body.

For the first time in weeks, I was sleeping peacefully. Not just peacefully, this was the best night's sleep of my existence. That was until something started to stir me awake. It felt like pressure against my skull followed by a crawling sensation. I could feel something was trying to get in my head and I knew instantly what it was. I’m half asleep, but I can feel my heart start to pound and panic setting in as this bastard tries to force his way into my head. Just when I think I’m going to open my eyes to a sight I shouldn’t be able to see, I feel Osiah’s arms tighten around me and a warm energy surround me, and as quick as it came the pressure disappears.

Izzat found his friend and tapped his shoulder. Fakhrul looked back with a scared expression. When he saw him, he released a relieved breath. "What happened?" Izzat asked. Fakhrul tugged his arm away from the crowded mass. "A girl from our group gets possessed. Somehow, it affected another two students, which also girls. Then, the screaming match started." "Oh, that's all?" "It's creepy. The eyes are red and bulging, like, you know, they might pop out of the sockets or something?"

Norm had no way of getting his hands on them. It took only a short time for these thoughts to run through Norm's mind. He could not help but sigh. Chase looked at Willow. Willow nodded in confirmation of Norm's words. He said nothing after that. When Lisa came over, she gave Yara a thorough check. "Was she possessed by a Nefarious Spirit?" Lisa asked in astonishment. "What? Isn't a Nefarious Spirit a visualization? The three layers of the Nine Word Mantra I used were supplemented by the Divine Order's Flame. How did a Nefarious Spirit enter her body?"

Chapter 117 ~ Tracing new paths KYLIE'S POV "possessed? Why on earth would you feel like you're being possessed?" I asked, and she shoved the book under my nose. "There, read it." I looked at her with some concern before reading the book, "I woke up feeling very groggy and disoriented. Nothing feels right. I don't feel right. I keep having the same recurring nightmare over and over again. An old man is chasing me. Then he catches me and drugs me. When I finally come to, I'm being tied, with coven members chanting in a nearby circle. With every nightmare, the chants grow longer and longer. What happens when the chants finally reach their end?"

“I couldn't clearly see them, James, but I can feel them. I… I can feel that they are one of those we killed who suddenly rise from death. They are back, alive, and filled with wrath. Darkness has already surrounded them and… and—” Just before I could finish what I was about to say, I suddenly felt my head spinning. I felt my body shaking, my vision becoming blurry. When I looked at James, I couldn't see him anymore as darkness covered my senses. I passed out after pushing myself to complete the vision that I have in my head. **** After I passed out, I woke up realizing that I was already in a room with some apparatus connected to me. The glistening light from the ceiling met my eyes, making

"I didn't go to Ty's room. I was preparing to leave. Why would I go there?" Liora's expression soured at Siobhan's response. Sensing the tension, Siobhan and Axel turned to Liora for an explanation. "Do you feel weak all over?" Liora asked. Siobhan nodded. "Yes." "Are you experiencing chills?" Liora asked. "Yes, I'm freezing," Siobhan confirmed. "You've been possessed," Liora declared. "Possessed? What?" Siobhan's pupils dilated in alarm.

"Yes, it's Hardin! He has been helping me but I know that it's all fake! He is getting close to me for my blood! I saw it all in my visions!" "Your blood? What visions?" Mrs Hopkins asked in bewilderment. "Yes! He is a blood sucking monster… I saw it… my visions are always accurate." "How dare you make such sacrilegious pronouncements!" "Let me go, ma'am!" I deadpanned. "Don't tell me you cooked up that nonsense because you want to leave," Mrs Hopkins pushed. "Whatever!" I responded, making Mrs Hopkins heave a sigh.

my father says. “Magic? What does it do?” five-year-old me asks. My father holds out a feather pillow with my name sewn on the pillowcase. “This looks like an ordinary pillow. But nothing could be further from the truth. When you hug that pillow, you won’t be afraid of the dark anymore.” “Really?” My mother pats the bed she just turned down. “Come on. I think that pillow wants to be on the bed and in your arms.” I climb into bed and hold the pillow, feeling it hug me back. Suddenly, I don’t fear the dark. Nothing can hurt me. Nothing.

The word hung in the air, and for a moment, it felt like the room itself grew colder. Gilly’s head snapped up immediately at my words, her expression shifting again. This time, she laughed—hysterical, maniacal—and tears spilled from her eyes, running down her cheeks. The combination of laughter and tears was unnerving, unnatural. Julie and I exchanged bewildered looks. “Possessed?” Julie whispered as if saying it aloud made it real. “Yes, possessed,” I confirmed, my grip tightening on the power that held Gilly in place. “I think it’s the same thing that happened to Vito. I wasn’t sure earlier, but now—seeing her like this—I’m certain.”