In her free time, she had developed an obscure habit of watching psychopathic gory films and horror movies about demonic possessions.
No, she wasn't the gothic type that was resilient in her views of materialism that ghosts or demons didn't sway her. In fact, they freaked the hell out of her but she liked the thoughts of watching horror with all the lights off, alone at home. It was scary but it was thrilling and intriguing.
Later when movies ended she was scared sh*tless of even her own shadow and going to the washroom was a fright. That's where all the most craziest slithery, two-faced, horned, red-skinned, pointed tailed demon happened to be!
The popcorns, ice cream, and snacks laid on the table untouched as she was hugging the life out of the cushion. All the lights were closed in the background, the LED being the only source of luminosity.
