-Joel POV-
My eyes wandered toward the equipment shack at the back, it was a small shack that was used to store cleaning equipment and other things for the supermarket. I had a feeling that Aria and the others will be the ones who brawl things out, in the meantime, I should investigate this nagging feeling I had for that shack.
I opened the wooden door slowly, the smell of charcoals and burnt objects permeated the room. The shack was pitch-black, I turned on the light only to see some strange marking on the floor. A bloody sigil on the floor, along with a display of raw meat in front of a strange figure. Rather than strange, it is safer to say a demonic wooden figure on a pedestal.
'The Lord of Flies, Beelzebub'.
