Unwelcomed

A picture frame was turned around. At first we hoped that it was just turned by mistake. Perhaps someone had moved it and didn’t realize what they had done, but in the back of our minds we knew the truth. We had not escaped. The entity continued to abuse Lee mentally and physically. It began placing knives in strategic locations for Lee to sit or lie down on. We had to be constantly vigilant to keep Lee from being impaled. Death threats, demon writing, destruction, apports, and sharing our home with a malevolent presence was our lot. We no longer gasped at a knife in the wall or shuttered at the sight of symbols carved into the rug. We felt like we were barely surviving, but we didn’t give up. She told us something locked her in and turned out the light. It then grabbed her by the throat and started to strangle her. As unbelievable as this sounded, we watched as the bruises formed on her neck. One of us must have done it. How else could the writing get there? We each denied we had anything to do with it. There was one sure-fire way to prove it wasn’t one of us doing it. We cleaned the mirror and walked out into the bedroom, closing the door behind us. We waited a few minutes and returned to look at the mirror. The words, “No escape” were sprawled across the glass. We had all been together when the words had been written. It turned its wrath toward Lee. On the mirror, it wrote constantly of its hate for her and how it wanted her dead. We soon learned that the entity had a symbol. Throughout our home we discovered various manifestations of a triangle with a small tail extending out of the base.