With a nod, Cady exited the house and took a seat on the porch steps. It was nice there, quiet and peaceful like Cady had never experienced. There was someone after her, that much she was sure of and he wasn't afraid to get close. She could still distinctly remember his yellow eyes and the way his voice seemed to echo within her head, but there was nothing else for her to go on to find out who he was.
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"Azazel," Sam mumbled, knowing exactly who she was talking about and feeling a hint of fear spike within his chest. He had dealt with Azazel and the man was... evil, even more than the demons that they hunted on a daily basis.
October 12th, 2020 at 04:54pm