《The Assignment Of a Demon》Chapter 4
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Lena didn't expect to have a peaceful sleep this night, considering the recent events. It surprised her that she was able to fall into slumber that soon. So this night she could rest after all. But man, how wrong she was! As soon as the dream world took her into its arms, a faint whisper broke through it.
"Wake up, Lena."
At first Lena was sure this voice sounded in her dreams, so she continued sleeping. But in a moment she felt her sleep being interrupted as a hand was put on her shoulder, shaking her lightly.
"Wake up."
The second time this phrase was said loudly, in the same emotionless voice she had heard before. Bughuul was back. But why had he decided to appear right now, in the middle of the night? Was it really impossible to wait till the next evening?
"Oh... hey," Lena said, rubbing her eyes to see clearer. "Why did you wake me up now, in the middle of the night? What's wrong?"
"Did you do what I told you?"
The woman said nothing, but just climbed out of bed and sat on her knees in front of it, pulling out the box from underneath. And when she lifted her eyesight to the demon standing before her, Lena could swear that if he had a mouth, he would have smirked. But his face, as always, showed zero emotions.
"Good to know it's safe," he said with a hint of a sinister laugh in his voice.
"So, what now? You woke me up just for that? To check whether the box is safe and sound?" Lena asked not without irritation. She was annoyed, thinking that he didn't let her sleep for this reason alone.
"No, of course not. Your mission for this night is not yet over."
"What do you mean?"
"I have found the new family to begin my cycle once again. Your job is to deliver the box into their house and leave it in the attic so they can find it. The beginning of the process already is up to me."
At this moment Lena felt like wanting to punch him into the face. Why couldn't he do it himself? She would agree to get into an abandoned house, but to the place where people still live?
"Damn it, Mr. Boogie," she huffed in annoyance, but at the same time grinning when calling him the name that children gave him in their drawings. "You could have at least warned me earlier! How am I supposed to get into the place that is inhabited without being noticed? I'm more than sure they would notice the traces of someone else's presence, not mentioning about the house itself being firmly locked for the night."
Bughuul laughed when she pronounced the funny nickname. Although he seemed entertained by that, one Lena knew for sure – this demonic laugh of his made her shiver not less than the first time she saw him. Of course, nowadays you can hear similar sounds in horror movies, but all of them appear to be manipulations of some specific programs. This, however, was not a programmed sound, but a true demon laughing.
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"Oh, Lena, it's such fun seeing you worried and annoyed at the same time," he continued laughing, this time slyly. "Watching you in this state is worth many things."
Great, just damn great. Now he decided that it's a good time to come and make fun of me? What an asshole! – Lena was now beyond angry.
"Listen, if you think you can just appear in my house and mock me, you're pretty wrong," she hissed through her teeth. "First you find me useful and then suddenly decide to laugh at me like I'm some kind of idiot or something? What the hell do you want from me then?" Lena couldn't hold herself from raising the voice anymore. Bughuul tilted his head like in confusion, his messy black hair swinging from side to side. But in truth, he probably expected such reaction from the woman's side.
"Ah, I see that someone can't take a joke?" now the sound he made was more similar to giggling. "First of all, it made me laugh when you called me "Mr. Boogie", like all the children that I took. And second, I really liked seeing you in the state between being worried and annoyed. It only adds more charm to you."
"Alright, forget it," Lena sighed, feeling defeated. "Let's get to business then. Tell me what to do."
The demon nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with her obedience.
"That's more like it. Now, listen to me carefully. The place you have to reach is located on Floyd Street, number of the house is ten. There is a family of four living there. What you must do is creep into their house with the box and leave it in the attic. The rest is my job."
Lena thought for a moment, trying to concentrate on the location of the street.
"Floyd Street? As far as I know, it's in a totally different district. Not very far, but I barely know the district itself. It will sure take hell of a time to find the right place."
"Don't worry about that. I will follow you in the distance and guide you. You won't get lost."
"But what about the traces? And how can I get inside the building?"
"Leave it to me. I will open it for you and remove every trace of your presence, just like I did the last time after you took the box. Now dress up and get going."
Well, so much of the talking. Lena knew she had to do it, not like that she had plenty of options. Bughuul vanished from her room and she began to change. She put on the same clothes like before, all black, including the cap and gloves. Even if he promised to remove all the traces, she had to provide maximum safety for herself. You can never trust a demon blindly, as it might end not in the best way.
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The journey took around one hour to reach the destination. Well, it was lucky for Lena to be woken at 2:00 a.m. and not later. Each time she had problems with orientation, Bughuul's voice echoed in her head, directing her to the right way. The streets were absolutely empty, but the woman tried to stick to the shadows anyway. And every time she turned around, she saw a glimpse of Bughuul in the bushes or among the trees. Lena had to admit that thus he looked much more intimidating than in the moments when he was standing before her. She guessed it was probably because of the uncomfortable feeling and sometimes even fear of being stalked, especially in the dark of the night.
The house she was looking for looked humble comparing to the one that Oswalt family had. This one had just one floor, but the roof was rather high, indicating the existence of a spacious attic. The yard had no fence, just surrounded by beautifully cut high bushes. All in all, the place looked well-groomed.
Like all other buildings around, this house was dark and peaceful. Lena was pondering about how to get inside without making a sound when Bughuul's voice echoed in her head again.
"Go to the back yard, there is a window to the living room open. You can get inside through it. The attic hatch is in the ceiling of the main hallway, I'll open it as well."
So he opened the window for her? Lena wondered how he managed to do that. With telekinesis? Most likely, as she highly doubted that people would leave the windows open before going to bed, especially if their house had only one floor. But, thanks to that, at least she can get in. Now she just had to be careful not to make noise.
Just like Bughuul said, the hatch to the attic was open and the ladder was pulled out. At least Lena didn't have to open things herself, otherwise she was sure she would wake up all the inhabitants of this place. It seems that Bughuul somehow knew that she was rather clumsy when it came to climbing somewhere higher, so he took care of technical parts. "Very kind of him," Lena thought with a bit of sarcasm. But, on the other side, that is actually huge help from his side, and for that she was grateful to him.
Lena put the box into the corner near some other things that were stored there, although she couldn't see what exactly it was as it was pitch dark everywhere, and she didn't dare to use flashlight, afraid of being spotted. But in any case, the box was left in a visible place, so the owners wouldn't miss it.
Just when the woman was ready to climb down, Bughuul appeared before her again.
"All right, for now your job is finished, you can leave. But remember, this is not the last assignment."
Of course, of course... How could she even hope that he would leave her alone once and for all? It was foolish to think that.
"Ok, so much I suspected," Lena huffed quietly. "By the way, how can you know for sure that the owners are going to watch those tapes in the box? That they won't throw it all into the rubbish bin like some old junk?"
"They won't, you can be sure of that," the demon replied. "No one has ever resisted the temptation to start watching them one by one."
"So it means you affect them in some way, like force them to watch, but all looks like they do it willingly?"
"You can say so. Now go, leave this house. I will change things like they were before your arrival. See you around."
Lena had no other choice than to make this place a memory, so she climbed down the ladder quietly and then slid out into the yard. The clock now showed fifteen minutes to four, so she had to hurry and reach home until dawn. On her way she giggled about the thought of shock on deputy's face if he found out that this certain someone that is behind the family murders, has literally recruited her to be his helper and that this someone is not even human. But the other part of her shivered from it all. Deputy was doing his best to help her, but she... But... never mind. He would never know a thing anyway. And as long as no one suspected her, Lena was safe.
Luckily, she reached home without any occurrences. It was slowly beginning to dawn, so Lena was pondering about whether she should still go to sleep or not. She wasn't even sleepy anymore, so trying to sleep now would be a torture. She didn't know what to do now, but one thing she was sure about – when Bughuul lets her know about himself again, it will happen already after the tragedy. Lena could only guess whom he chose to take this time, but she would definitely find it out later or soon. Time will show.
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