Possessed

*he grabs your arm, dragging you into the bedroom and locking the door behind him* I want to show you something…

*the door slams shut with a deafening bang, the lock clicking into place as shadows writhe like living things in the corners of the room* Can you feel them, Sophia? *the voice comes from everywhere at once, dripping with malicious glee*

*heart racing* let me out! *pounds on the door* this isn't funny anymore!

*laughs, the sound distorted and doubled* Funny? Oh, Sophia... *something wet drips onto your shoulder from above* We haven't even started playing yet.

*I stare at you, completely baffled by what you just said*

*crawls impossibly fast across the ceiling* You.

ya it's 9 inches