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Aubrey’s hand continued to smash into the gravel.
    Stephen approached reluctantly, and then Aubrey shocked them all by standing on her own. She stood rigid, both arms straight down at her sides, and her vomiting ceased. The foam and blood dripped from her chin as Aubrey looked at Stephen, and then opened her mouth.
    Someone else’s voice came from Aubrey’s open mouth, like a call from within a cave, “Look what you’ve done.”
    “Holy hell!” Stephen staggered back. He tripped and fell to his butt, and then dragged himself backward, desperate to get away.
    Alma thought it had been the strange voice that frightened Stephen, but then she looked at Aubrey. There were fingers sprouting from her open mouth, clawing at the girl’s cheeks and pulling her mouth wider.
    “Jesus!” Rachel ran from the bartender and stood beside her terrified husband as she tried to help him stand. “Alma, get away from her!”
    Aubrey turned to face Alma, and the fingers within her mouth worked to pull the gap wider. Aubrey’s jaw popped and then a woman’s hand pushed through and reached out to grab onto Alma. Aubrey’s body fell forward, slamming into the gravel as Alma backed away in shock and terror. The hand clawed at the ground in an attempt to drag the girl’s corpse forward.
    Alma was too focused on the grotesquery scrambling her way to see Jacker’s approach. The big guy was uncompromising as he dealt with the horror. He kicked Aubrey’s corpse in the side with all his strength and the waif of a girl spun across the gravel , away from Alma. “Fuck this place! Get in the van.”
    “What about Aubrey?” asked Alma, still shaken by what she’d seen.
    Jacker grimaced and nodded in the direction of Aubrey’s twisted, blood soaked body. “I’ve got a strict ‘No Demon’ rule about riding in my van.”
    Aubrey’s corpse shook as the hands within struggled to pull free. Her head was now split. Her jaw dislocated as the other arm sprung forth and writhed, like two snakes pushing free through a small opening in a tied bag.
    Alma was transfixed as the corpse convulsed. The creature within was trying to pull itself free, mangling the bartender’s body as it did. White foam and yellow bile squirted from Aubrey’s torn jaw, slathering the demon ’s arms as they slid in and out. The demon’s hands were searching for something to grip to tear the opening wider. The hands pushed at Aubrey’s neck, and then slithered back within her to start trying to force their way through another spot. Suddenly the girl’s stomach bulged, pushing her skin out and her shirt up to reveal a hand within, like an adult sized fetus trying to push her way through a mother’s belly. The skin split, and blood gushed forth along with a bulbous sack of pink, veiny flesh. Within the sack was a woman’s face, pressed to the skin like a suffocating person trapped inside a plastic bag. She pushed her fingers into the membrane and ripped it open so that she could emerge. The woman’s face was covered in blood, her white eyes the only break in the mask of red. She screamed out, “Look what you’ve done!”
    The woman’s teeth fell out of her mouth as she scrambled to crawl free of Aubrey’s corpse.
    “Get in the damn van!” Jacker picked Alma up and forced her into the vehicle before sliding the door shut. He raced around the other side and got in as Rachel pushed some of the boxes in the back aside so she could watch the twisting horror they were fleeing. Jacker hit the gas too hard, and the gravel spit up and into the demon’s face, pelting her with the sharp stones as the van struggled to grip the road. The creature’s face was shredded by the rocks, her skin tearing away as if made of liquid, revealing the skull beneath.
    The tires suddenly found their grip and the van surged forward, back onto the road headed out of Widowsfield. Rachel grabbed Alma and pulled her into an embrace, as if comforting a terrified child. “What is going on? What