Bonebelly

Demon smiled that old wicked smile. He lifted his hand, and I thought I was about to be struck down for my insolence. Instead, he brought a finger to my chest. His tapering claw probed the bullet hole until he touched my shriveled heart. I immediately understood, and I began to weep black, putrid tears. The task of ending this evil had been allotted to me.

For my sin was the greatest of all possible sins. Long ago in another lifetime, I could have intervened before this horror began. Instead, I chose to do nothing.



A sinner transformed into a hideous creature, with an unfortunate craving for human flesh, condemned to a private hell in a wooded corner of Rhode Island;

An overtaxed demon caseworker, trying to keep track of his dangerous charge;

An outdoor haunted attraction at a nearby farm