i-{Reports of misuse} - prologue

[Writting in 3rd person!!-ment to fell like you are Alice]

Tw:sacrifice, un-humanly possibties, blood mention, demonic shit, possible insanity, questioning self-worth, self-blame&hate, rape.

Warning!! Switches back and forth from 3rd and frist person, showing internal and extrel  interactions.

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Road island police borrow;

Police report;

Police reponded: deputy Jhon brown, serif nicoli, detective mercy.

Victim:unconscious  apon arrivel

Cause:Victim to a demonic retural, forcefully it seems.

Victim current state:alive

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𝗔𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗝 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲,

What a sad fate you had, when so young, so confused. You went from dancing to this when you befriended the wired kids as your friends before said.

And here you are... being used as an expiremnt in their oddly specific game in an oddly specific symbol of demonic nature.

A pentagram.

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I.

Joyride into a new tomorrow:

October 17th, 2018. You are going to your first ghost investigation with you're new friends, Jay Maddison, and his brother Adam Maddison, their best friend of Larry Maxwell, and his girlfriend Lily Stillbreze, and her bestfriend   Liam Jackson.

Their YouTube channel was called Demonn incament you were the newest member, they were so overjoyed to know you speak to spirits, see, and befriend them.

Oh how wrong you wore.

You joyfull steped into the limelight and spoke to the camera.

"Please introduce yourself newbie" Jay said his arm around you as he held it, you thought for sure he was into you.

You say you wore to.

"The names, Alice white," you said nervously. "And I'm a  medium.." You spoke hestenitly.

You fiddle with ur camera as they go on to explain how unlike the real creepy shake in the middle of the woods was unlike the movies.

You're  favorite horror movie franchise,  yet you never knew it was a real place.

Soon you enter the house, signing a waiver as do what you thought wore your friends and possible spouse.

You got a tour, and there you were left alone to do the investigation.

Instantly when left alone you're friends'  demeanors swapped.

II.

The investigation:

It was okay at first, just joking and generally young idiocy - unserious nature. What you expect from a lot of 18-20 year Olds honestly.

But as they got to the demonic rooms you became victimized.

"Here spirit under the bed take Alice" Adam said pushing the yellow-eyed spirit. "She can speak to you"

It all started, as a joke.

Or was it ever really such?

"He's kidding!" Jay retorted with a sly smirk wrapping an arm around your waist.

You felt safe as he continued. "You can't take our medium"

Oh, how wrong you were to trust a word that came out of the boy's mouth.

As it continued the joke went through the group, once you hit the basement.

"Okay were gonna do Essess method. And since Alice is new... she gets to do it!" Liam determined, handing you the headphones and blindfold.

"W-what do I do," you ask nervously not realizing what Jay was drawing behind you.

III.

The incident:

"You zone out and a spirit will speak through you" Lily giggled out so innocently, "well touch you to get you out on the shoulder"  she explained.

You nod, this couldn't be so harmful, you hear this method being used through another group you somewhat watching known as Sam and Colby, they used the method in almost every investigation.

Never did you think the method was that easy.

Because; well it wasn't.

You're line of sight was taken, then you're ears covered with noise-canceling headphones connected to a spirit box, and that's the last you remember.

The spirit warned you, but you couldn't fully understand it;

SB ! Th..ey a..r .... say are

You felt a small tug on ur arm and wrist -  you thought it was a ghost or testing to see if you wore under, after all, Lily said ur shoulder, not your arm.

You had a high pain intolerance  - you didn't even feel them make the small incision or ur blood leak out onto the pentagram below.

You didn't know what was happening - you felt heat rise thinking it was ur nerves you never liked being sense-blinded. So you figured it was anxiety.

Then the heart disappeared  and you felt dizzy, all you remembered was being shaked out,

"Omg omg it cut her!" Lily freaked out.

You wore confused looking to ur wrist where a small cut oozed your  blood in the shadows  of the basement you see a small doll, maybe ur imagination due to your dazed mindset.

"Dizzy" you say before blacking out, next you woke you wore alone in the basement the doll by you.

You could hear their voices upstairs. "What happend?"

The doll spoke, "they gave you a demon" she Said in her creepy ass child like giggle, "I'm annabelle!" It spoke

"Why do I feel wired.." You murmer.

"Youre now a negative  medium" the doll explained, "I tried to worn you"

"It was hard to understand.." You murmer as you stood up feeling something hit the back of youre leg.

You look down, a tail?

You must be dreaming, that's not possible.

"Youre now what the basement hunt crew all are. I'm sorry you're to young" Annabelle  spoke, she may be a creepy hunted corpse  of a doll, but the doll hated when pepole wore unwilling sacrificed to them. "A half-demon tho"

You blink with a soft nod. "How can I hide it"

"Focas." Annbelle said.

You focused on being human and back you wore the doll sighed.

"I had the mother of the perron family make sure they can't leave... and made the girl  call paramedics" Annabelle grumbled, "we love sacrifice  but, perfer if it's human they consent to it not unknowingly!"

"Youre a  murderous doll" you murmer not belive she had a heart.

"I was one of their victams" she spoke before you became dazed.

IIII.

After the incident:

You now awake in a hospital, confused of what happend with police and nurses near you.

Where when you're stable you explained to what you know happen.

"A talking doll  I think you're confused"

"Maybe it was her conusios voice and she made it into a doll" the therapist on the corner said.

You didn't know much after that, what you did know is your so called friends, went to jail. The evdince at the house was ehnogh without testimony.

"Can I have a copy of a video.. so I can relive what happend out of it... when it was not able to see nor hear" you spoke.

"We can do that" the police captain said.

That's the last of that, you wore in the hospital for a few weeks. And therapy  watched through it all.

You found therapy  in knowing what happend to your body when you wore blind sighted...

Diffently  not what you should be doing through the method. And for future reference incase something comes up with this again,

A copy of the report and you're video you requested.

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ou wore wore discharged November 10th 2018 at 9am PST, and went home to your family in Los Angeles County.

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Alice;

You got home, and looked over seeing you're folks you moved from, to live in northern California for college had new neighbors.

You recognized one of them as colby brock, one of the ghost hunter videos you used  to watch as you did you're homework.

You Humed and go in intently you're mother tackled you into a hug as you closed the front door.

"My baby thank God you wore okay! The Police call was heart breaking" you're mother  screamed, happy her eldest child was here and still living.

You chuckle, "haha yeah i to this day don't fully know what happen at that old dustbox house"

"Youre father is gonna do a welcome back neighbor  hood  BBQ!" Youre mother said, "I made sure we had all toure favorite snacks, alice!"

You nod holding youre Police report and pouch of the video. You probably  knew you're mother had gone and gotten all you'd need.

You even noticed you're car was out front. You smiled. "I'm gonna go rest in my room"

"If you need anything just call my name" she says you nod.

You go to you're room, childhood  at that its not to you're taste anymore.  But it'll do for now.

You put the report on the ikea white chipping desk with the video - the pink plastic chair was their with you're  old bedfram from ikeay and the princess canapoy.

You secretly hoped you're family would of remade your former room into a guest room and chnaged its design.

On you're  wall, the remerbelia  of your friends from highschool. Before the incament.

"The good days" you sigh out sitting on ur bed, seeing all the stickers you're old friends put their as memories of sleep overs.

You sighed looking at the wall, where proudly you're painting from art class  of a ferice blue and gray ghost dragon hung.

You should  of listened to you're old friends - and sister.

That group  was no good.

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Hope you enjoy the book!

Ps. I hope you watched the hell week conjuring house suga, or the movies. Because I'm gonna loosely mention things but I won't be typing out the whole thing.