The Devil's Trap

Dead and Friends with The Big Bad

Eric's P.O.V

Somewhere in the suburbs:

I blink my eyes open when the vehicle came to a halt. I quickly straighten my back in the seat and sober up. Damn! when did I fall asleep?

"Where are we?" I ask.

"Shsh! Keep it down. This place is surrounded by guards." The demon whispered.

"Guards? Again? Oh, man! What are we getting into this time?" I whispered too.

Since there were no street lights, I could barely make out the demon's facial features in the darkness of the night and also, I was having a hard time recognizing the place. I narrow my eyes to focus my vision on the building across the road. It looked like an old two story building with a big yard.

Chubby shifted in her seat and pulled out a glowing amulet from her jeans pocket and the car was instantly illuminated by its dim light. This amulet was a tad bit different from the previous one. The one I had around my neck was pure copper. The amulet in Chubby's hand was in silver color and it looked like it was made out of platinum.

"You know what to do." She said with a straight face. The seriousness in her tone made a chill run down my spine. What is she up to now?

I take the amulet from her and tie it around my neck. It clinks with the copper one.

The text written on the LED signboard flickered on the old building across the road. It read "Joe's slaughter house."

The demon nudged my shoulder, "That's our cue. Let's go."

I grab her by her arm and pull her closer to me, "I'm not stepping out until you tell me what's going on."

She jerks her arm out of my grip, "If I tell you what we are about to do, your 'conscience ' will force you to chicken out." The demon huffed.

I shake my head in amusement. "How do you expect me to do something without letting me prepare for it?"

"Trust me, deado, the less you'll know, the better."

I grit my teeth, "For Christ's sake, Chubby. You're making it hard for me to be patient."

"Save your breath." She rolled her eyes, "We gotta move. Now."

The moment we stepped out of the car, the air felt heavy and ominous. As we began walking towards the slaughter house, I heard a fright, a yell of a dying cow, though the place was deserted. I swallow hard.

The slaughterhouse was surrounded by a fence. The yard inside the fence was quite big. Next to it, I saw few trucks. The foul smell almost made me puke as we passed them by. The slaughterhouse was few feet away when suddenly Chubby got closer to me and slipped her hand into mine. Confused, I turn my head around and look at her. Her black eyes were now completely white as she was chanting something under her breath. I notice how the platinum amulet was glowing around my neck, as if radiating some powerful magic. As the light from the amulet glowed brighter and brighter, I could see my surroundings more clearer. The old building had graffiti sprayed on it with several drawing of a three-headed dog with a serpent's tail, a mane of snakes, and a lion's claws. Before I could inquire, Chubby picked up her pace and so did I.

The slaughterhouse was a few feet away when a low growl vied for my attention. I snuck a quick glance behind me and saw a three-headed dog materialized out of no where and began chasing us, and the worst thing was, the creature was catching up. Fast.