Sylvester had never seen a demon-possessed in his life before and didn't know what it looked like in person. Today, he got the answer to that question, and he didn't like it. There was a big difference between seeing a creature of the night or a bloodling and a demon-possessed because the possessed one you see is still a human, somewhere trapped inside.
He saw the Chief's son's face morphed into a strange demonic shape as if there were tumors, rotten, cracked skin all over, dark black pitch black eyes, spiky teeth, long claw-like nails, and feet as he walked on the ceiling and growled at them.
He was, however, chained, so he could not come close to Sylvester and the rest. The Chief of the town, Chief Kennard, looked at Sylvester in anger. "You see this? Still don't believe in possession? My son has been dying slowly for so long, and you didn't even come to see him."
Sylvester defended his actions. "Because I wanted answers first so I could tell you."
