Paramin

Outside the perimeter erected around the building where the police are holding ground as they wait with nervous apprehension, Captain Casagrande watches for signs of life. It’s been too quiet for too long and he’s debating whether to head in himself to discover what has truly been happening in there.

Castor, the Mayor, is alongside him. The man shows no signs of giving a damn about the people inside. All he wants is this to be over so he can crawl into bed and then in the morning offer up a speech filled with words and congratulations he doesn’t mean but knows will aid him when his re-election next comes round. He’ll have to do a great deal more than that to change the opinions of voters but he has three years. It’s plenty of time, he thinks.

Suddenly, a figure begins to walk away from building, it’s Paramin. However, she no longer is just the Paramin that had tormented the souls inside the building. All those that entered lie dead, having ended their lives via their own hands.

Bart stabbed himself to death with his knife. Damian gouged out his own eyes and then crushed his skull. Margaret leapt to her death. Previous victims of Paramin’s mental tortures suffered similar violent ends but none of the things they saw or experienced were real. Yet, the enormous black slithering tendrils that are emanating from Paramin’s back now are very much real. The demon Paramin has grown powerful enough to physically manifest them. Though, it is Castor who is the first to say anything during Paramin’s advance toward them.

“Marianne?” Is the only word that passes his lips and Castor could not sound more shocked and confused if he tried.

Captain Casagrande hears the utterance by Castor and manages to pull himself away from the sight of the advancing woman with tentacles all around her that are endlessly writhing and wriggling about.

“Who’s Marianne, Mr Mayor?” Are the words that flow from out of his mouth.

“Marianne is my step daughter but…but she…this can’t be possible…Marianne drowned two years ago.” Castor stammers out his reply. His breath is short and laboured. “Do you see her too Captain?” The Mayor blurts without thinking about what he’s saying.

“I see something but you’re telling me it’s your dead step daughter. You must realise how…” Captain Casagrande begins. However, he does not finish his sentence. Rather, it is finished by Paramin who appears right at the end of Castor’s nose following a single blink. “…insane that sounds daddy. Especially, since it was you who killed me.” Paramin giggles crazily. All the lights die, Castor screams and then so does everyone else.