Prompt
I’m finally here. I’m the first person in my family to graduate from
college. I scan the ceremony audience, looking for them, but stop in horror
when I see...
Botner
...what the hell is that thing in the darkness?
“It’s terrible!” Dr. Perez jumps up and cries. “Don’t let him in, that beast
was bad, evil. They slaughtered him in a ceremony. We just sat there,
waiting for death, watching evil things perform terrible things to prove the
worth of evil people.”
Professor Felix Hall (there are no atheists in a church) thanks everyone for
attending and says, “they took him to hell for all his wickedness. In fact,
they took him several times. He ended up in some horrifying ceremonies,
twisted in pain and suffering in some horrible, horrible ritual. Everyone’s
gone, the families gathered together, those kids up there, they’re watching
a man die right now.”
Dr. Perez cries, “but he’s alive, he’s in hell, in a...
Conclusion
“...spiritual sense, but his body is back, and he’s angry!” All that time he
spent down there twisted his soul, and he’s here to wreak havoc on anyone
who was part of what happened to him. The rest of us—the students and
familie—are just caught in the crossfire, and he doesn’t care who he hurts.
He might barely be able to tell who his targets should be. I don’t feel bad
about those people, but I feel compelled to protect the innocents. I went to
school so I could avoid hunting monsters, but I seem to be the only one here
who knows what the heck is going on. I don’t think my family ever showed up
to support me, which makes sense. They’re always tracking and killing, they
likely forgot. Anyway, the monster is heading for a small group of people
trapped against the stage. He’s slow, so he hasn’t been able to hurt anyone
yet before they could run away, but these kids can’t escape. I run down the
aisle, knocking some chairs out of my way, and leaping over others. It’s
like the evil monster can smell me, because he turns around and gasps. You
would expect a roar, but a gasperdemon can’t make sounds by expelling air,
only by breathing it in. He’s not just trying to intimidate me, though. He
wants to make himself grow larger and more powerful, so when he breathes in,
I’ll be sucked in along with all the diplomas and graduation caps. He’s new,
though, so he doesn’t understand his own limitations and weaknesses. I start
picking up the chairs, and throwing them at him. He manages to knock a few
away, but he continues to grow, forcing his little arms so far back that he
can no longer reach up, like a T-Rex. Instead, he breathes in the chairs,
and other debris. He can’t bite down on them either, or it’ll start to
reverse the process, so all this stuff just builds up in his mouth, and
eventually, he chokes on it. He didn’t deserve what happened to him when he
was a man. He didn’t deserve to be dragged to hell. But there’s no fixing
him now. There was nothing I could do for him but end his misery, and
unfortunately, save his tormentors from his wrath. Next time something like
this happens, though, they won’t be so lucky. I’m going to grad school.
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