To the Gates Of Hell

Chapter 1

~Grubs~
Why was it so cold? I shivered. We were demon hunting and it was cold. For some reason that didn't make sense to me.
"How much futher?" I shouted above the roar of that waterfall, to my uncle Deverish. Some of the Dementa had been spotted here so now we were hunting them. I think we were in Scotland, maybe. Deverish had stopped walking just ahead of me, i jogged up to him.
"Where-" I was cut off with a wave of his hand. Up ahead i saw a sight that made my blood run cold.
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Just the begining, will post more later.