“This Christmas, it’s not the SANTA who will becoming to your house”
“It’s the SATAN”
Sandra, a 26 year old, MIT graduate and well versed bunco player was going to return to her
adoptive parents in India after graduating from MIT. She was excited to meet her parents
after 7 long years. Sandra was the adoptive daughter of the Kulkarnis, a simple family living
happily in Himachal. Kulkarnis had adopted her and since then Sandra had been living with
the Kulkarnis as their daughter.
Sandra was admitted to MIT by Kulkarnis after she was ranked 34 in SAT and 41 ACT
examinations. Sandra never knew about who her real parents were or what happened to
them but one thing was for sure that they did not care a bit. Sandra always thought that
Kulkarnis were her real parents but even after knowing she was adopted she never stopped
loving them. Even after graduating from MIT she wanted to meet her adoptive parents as if
they were her biological father and mother. When she was in California doing her research on mechanical engines and components, she heard that her father, Manjeet Kulkarni had
bought a big house in Shimla, in Himachal. Her father was saving money for the last 5 years
to buy a big house for his daughter as a gift for graduating from the MIT.
The date was 22nd of December 1993,
Sandra had a flight to catch from the Los Angeles International Airport to the Shimla
Airport. She wanted to be back home before Christmas and surprise her parents. At 3 AM in
the morning of 22nd December, she boarded her flight to Shimla. Her almost 19 hour flight
was surely a tedious one and also the longest one she ever took, except the one which she had to take in order to fly from India to California when she was selected in the MIT. She reached India at 4 PM in the afternoon and was really tired from the long flight. But this wasn’t the end of her journey she had to travel on road to reach Shimla. After a very long journey she reached home at around 6 PM in the evening and rang the bell of her house. She hadn’t forgotten the address yet. The door was answered by a middle aged lady and no sooner did she see Sandra than her eyes lit in joy and she hugged her tight. She was none other than Sandra’s mother, Priyanka Kulkarni.
“Oh my god, I am so happy to see you!!, Manjeet, come fast look who’s come to meet.”,
exclaimed Mrs. Kulkarni, calling her husband.
“Who’s it Priyanka, Someone special?”, Mr. Kulkarni asked from the living room, sitting on
a couch watching TV.
“It’s someone more special than you think.”, said Priyanka.
“Wait mom, I will go and surprise dad myself.”, whispered Sandra to her adoptive but
beloved mother.
“Okay have it your way, you’re the special guest today.”, Priyanka agreed.
Sandra slipped inside the house and tiptoed to the living room with her father facing the TV,
watching the famous show the ‘Indian Idol’.
“Damn why does every dad in India likes the Indian Idol??”, thought Sandra.
She slid behind the couch and covered her dad’s eyes with her hands.
“Priyanka, it’s not the time for mischiefs like these.”, Manjeet said with a laugh.
“Its not me Manjeet, it’s our guest.”, Priyanka said with a smile.
Sandra took her hands off his eyes uncovering them and shouted,
“Surprise!!!”
Manjeet looked up to see his daughter, who had just arrived from the US. He was a shocked
for a second and tears started building in his eyes after seeing his daughter after so many
years.
“Sandra, my girl it’s you!!!”, he cried while embracing her in a tight hug.
“I missed you so much dad. These years were so long for me and I missed you and mom everyday.”, Sandra said hugging him back.
“Dear have you been doing well? When did you arrive? How was your time in MIT? Did you
have any trouble there?”, her dad was so happy and emotional for his daughter’s return that
showered her with questions.
“Okay dad, that’s too many questions for me to answer at a time and yes I had been good all
these years, I had good friends to take care of me and I have a little surprise for you.”,
Sandra answered his questions.
“Darling, you being here is the biggest surprise for me, but what is it?”, asked Mr. Kulkarni.
“I have excelled the MIT with flying colours and I have a job placement here in Microsoft
India. My job will be starting from February and they have me as a high post software
engineer for their company.”, Sandra replied with the same excitement her dad showed a
moment ago.
“Well that’s a great news, I will arrange a party for Christmas on 25th just for the three of us
to celebrate.”, Manjeet replied with a gleeful smile on his face for his daughter’s success.
“Well dad, actually I applied for job in the Microsoft headquarters of Shimla as I wanted to
be close to you so that we can live together again like olden days.”, Sandra said with a
genuinely happy smile planted on her face.
“Oh my god, that’s enough surprises for today dear. I am a light hearted man I might die of
happiness at this rate.”, Manjeet said with proud face, appreciating his daughter, Sandra.
“Well, even I have a surprise for you Sandra. Guess what?”, Manjeet exclaimed with a smile.
“Really? Tell me dad, what is it!!”, Sandra exclaimed, jumping like a little girl waiting for
her birthday present.
“Well I have bought a house for you here in Shimla, it’s not that big ones rich kids these
days have, but it’s just a little bigger than this house. And it’s your Christmas present. I
wanted to gift it to you on your birthday on 12th March but since you are here I am gonna
give it to you as your Christmas present.”, said Manjeet Kulkarni watching his daughter’s
astonished face.
“Wow dad, you’re the best dad, I love you so much.”, Sandra jumped again and hugged her
dad tightly.
“And now we are going to celebrate Christmas at your new house. I have everything in that
house arranged, now I just have to decorate it for Christmas.”, added Manjeet Kulkarni.
“Wow dad, that not just a pleasant but also an astonishing surprise!”, exclaimed Sandra
knowing she has the best dad and a house for herself.
‘I am the luckiest girl in this world.’, thought Sandra
IS THAT RIGHT, ARE YOU SURE?
The date was 23rd December 1993,
Sandra was going to her new house with her parents. Sandra and her parents arrived at the
site and saw the big house in front of them. It was a good looking house with two storeys and a terrace with a small garden and a hammock. They entered the house and turned on the lights of the house. The interior was a beautiful one as well and the hallway was a long one with premium wood flooring and a beautiful carpet along with a ‘WELCOME’ written on it.
In the corner there was a little shoe rack, enough for a good six pairs of shoes. They went
inside the living room, there was a huge 50 inch LCD TV, a premium quality sofa with two
leather chairs included, there was a huge window with silk curtains and a flower vase along
with beautiful flowers, artificial but still pretty kept on a table. Next was the bedroom, there
were 6 bedrooms each one almost the same but still pretty perfect and unique. The one in
which Sandra was going to sleep was pretty big itself with a huge bed, a bookshelf and a
wooden almirah and a closet with drawers. Lastly there was a dining room with a huge table
with cushioned chairs and 3 candle holders with candles, it was attached directly to the
kitchen with the idea of serving the food while it was still hot. It also had a basement but it
was not that worth exploring.
“My dearest daughter, this is the house I bought just for you. Even if it looks expensive, I
got it for half it’s price. So do you like it?”, said Manjeet showing his daughter the house.
“Yes dad it’s the best house I have ever seen, even USA doesn’t have such beautiful houses.
Thank you so much dad.”, Sandra was so happy she could barely react.
“I think we should decorate the house for our Christmas party, what do you think Priyanka
darling?”, asked Manjeet looking at his wife.
“I think we should as we have to also bring the stuff for decorations and do some grocery
shopping for the food.”, replied Priyanka.
“Okay then let’s go to the store all three of us together.”, said Manjeet, taking both Sandra
and his wife, Priyanka to their car parked outside, after locking the house behind them.
When all of them left the house in their car, there was something going on inside the house
they didn’t know. The inside of the house was covered in eerie fog, the Crucifix hanging on
the walls of the house was turned upside down and there was a creepy squealing sound of the attic door opening slowly.
Soon after sometime, the Kulkarnis returned to their newly bought home with all the things
they need for the decoration and the ingredients for the food. There was a Christmas tree in
the drawing room which they had to decorate along with the house. But there was something different about that tree. When they first arrived in the house, the three had a pine cone hanging from one of its branches but now it had disappeared from there.
The Kulkarnis started decorating the dining room first as they had to decorate it more than
the other rooms where they just had to put some lights and hanging bells. But in the dining
room they had to decorate the table, clean the room up, hang stickers saying ‘Merry
Christmas’, hang ringing bells and some stickers of Santa Claus. They also had to decorate the Christmas tree in the drawing room and the surroundings of the tree with some props like gift wrapped boxes and special lighting around the tree with a star to be placed at the top of the tree. Decorating the tree was a long and tiring task than decorating the dining room but they finished it 2 hours with 1 hour of it just for decorating the tree. Now they had to light up the entire house. Manjeet suggested his wife and Sandra that they should split and light up different parts of the house on which they agreed and split up. They decided that Manjeet would light up the bedrooms; Priyanka would light up the drawing room and the kitchen and Sandra would light up the Attic, her bedroom and the basement. They all started their work in their respective parts of the house. Manjeet and Priyanka were lighting up their respective parts of the house efficiently and Sandra was doing good as well.
Finally after cleaning up her room, Sandra went for the basement. It was a well lit basement
not like those in horror movies, and it was quite clean as well. The basement was huge and
Sandra decided to light up only one section of the basement. She started lighting the
basement but then suddenly the stack kept at the opposite side of where Sandra was lighting up, fell down unexpectedly surprising Sandra. She saw that the stack fell down and there was an amulet fallen there. Sandra picked that amulet up and saw there was a strange sign engraved on the amulet. She kept it on the other stack and left after lighting up the
basement. She then went upstairs to the attic and found that the attic door was open.
‘Strange’, she thought.
‘I think the door was unlocked and the winds must have opened it.’, Sandra concluded.
Her conclusion was proved by the open window at the end of the room, which she did not
know was closed until they left the house for shopping.
She closed both, the window and the attic door and left the room after lighting it up. But
after Sandra left the attic, one of the light bulb suddenly broke down.
24th December 1993, the Christmas Eve,
The Kulkarnis had everything ready for a perfect party. They were going to celebrate both,
Sandra’s success and Christmas on the evening of 25th. Everything was alright. Until now......
Suddenly Sandra’s father, Manjeet exclaimed, “Damn, I just realised that I did not buy the
champagne to raise the toast for celebration. Priyanka, let’s go and buy it.”
“Manjeet you’re always like that, tsk, wait I will change and come. You go and get the car
ready.”, Priyanka said heading to the room for changing.
“Dad can I come as well?”, Sandra asked.
“Sorry dear but I think you should look after the house, we will be back soon.”, said Manjeet.
“Lets get going Manjeet, Sandra, look after the house till we come back. Bye sweetie.”, said
Priyanka and walked towards the car.
Manjeet and Priyanka both drove away and Sandra went back inside. She was comfortable
with looking after the house but she wished she went with them. She went to the basement
again to check the rack where all the wines were kept. She checked out the wines deciding on which one to drink the next evening in the party. She was observing a bottle when the
storeroom door opened slowly and closed with a loud bang. Sandra was shocked and she let
the bottle go, but luckily realised it and caught the bottle in mid-air.
“Whew~~~~, what a save. I should’ve played cricket instead of bunco, haha.”, said Sandra
joking a little but she wanted to know what that sound was. She went to the storeroom and
opened the door, it was dark there but the sunlight from outside brightened it a little and
Sandra saw the same amulet fallen on the floor of the storeroom. She was confused but
thought that there might be more than one of them and she picked it up and put on the table, beside the storeroom door.
Three hours had passed by but her parents did not return home. She was now bored waiting.
She thought that the store might be too far away or there might be a huge rush as the next
day was Christmas and everyone had come to buy alcohol. After sometime, Sandra decided
to go and check by herself. She stepped out of her house, locked it well and went to the
nearest market walking for sometime after getting an rickshaw. She went inside a Wine shop
and asked if there was a couple who came there to buy a champagne, she even showed them a picture of her parents on which the staff member working there replied saying that they had bought 2 champagnes, but they left 2 hours ago. Hearing this Sandra was worried even more now, she left from the shop and after going further more ahead she saw a bright light. She went down and saw a car burnt down the road. But when she looked closely, she observed that it was the same car her parents drove to the market. She checked the number plate and was now terrified for this was her parents’ car. She ran towards the car and after seeing the fire she fell on her knees and started weeping.
While weeping she saw through the window of the car and she was more horrified after seeing her parents dead inside the car. People saw her crying and they asked her about her relations with them on which they realise that she was the victims’ daughter. The people comforted her and called the police, there was an investigation and Sandra was sent home. She was asked if she needed any care but she refused it.
Sandra had no close relative to comfort her and she had refused to be in a care of anybody.
She was not forced much and her decision was supported she was alone in her house. That
night was the night of Christmas Eve, it was the longest night and perhaps the longest and
the most painful one for Sandra. Everytime she tried to take a nap, the image of her parents
would flash in front of her eyes. She did not sleep and was now very much in pain, both
mentally and psychologically. She has seen her parents dead before her very eyes and was
scarred mentally. After no sleep the whole night and thinking about her parents made her
even more weak psychologically and she was on the verge of losing her sanity.
25th December 1993, the night of Christmas party.
Sandra was lying inside her room when she saw a dark figure near the door. It looked very
dark and it’s eyes were glowing a shade of red. Sandra just stared at the figure and it
disappeared. Sandra was in her senses, she was yet to lose her sanity. She thought maybe she was hallucinating, but slowly the house started growing darker and darker each second. The floors started creaking, there was a noise of doors opening and closing, she heard that dishes and cutlery was breaking. Sandra slipped out of her room and checked the house. She felt an unknown presence in her house and she fell down. But now, after she fell, it felt like someone was trying to pull her by grabbing her leg. In this situation any sane person would be petrified but Sandra was already on the edge of sanity and would lose it any time. But even so she tried to resist. She was pulled inside the attic and the door was locked. She now had many bruises on her body after being dragged and now she was sealed to a chair from which she could not move.
She didn’t watch a lot of horror movies but she knew what it was. Her house was haunted
and it was not just a ghost but a demon. She saw the same amulet in front of her and now it
was the too late. Sandra was possessed. It was a case of ‘Demonic Possession’. Sandra
realised that now she cannot do anything. But suddenly she was in a dimensionless space
with nothing but darkness and she saw that same dark figure with glowing red eyes. She
realised that it was a demon. Mostly there were four degrees of demonic possession,
Infestation, Oppression, Obsession and lastly Possession.
A sane person has to undergo these steps before getting possessed by the demon, but Sandra’s psychological state made the matters worse and it was a direct possession.
Sandra saw the demon in front of her, it revealed it’s form and it was too terrifying that it
would pale any fearless man. But Sandra was far from getting scared.
[In a demonic accent****]
“ARE YOU NOT SCARED OF ME?”, asked the demon.
“I have seen my parents dead in front of me, so nothing can scare me now.”, Sandra said in a
depressed tone.
“I AM GLAD OF IT, I AM CZEORBIARDO THE NOBILITY FROM THE ARMY OF
THE DEMON KING”, the demon said with a terrific laugh.
“YOU ARE NOT THE HOST I WANTED TO RULE, WHO ARE YOU?”, he asked again.
“I am Sandra Kulkarni, I had come to India to spend time with my parents, but there is no
point now.”, said Sandra.
“WELL, SINCE YOU ARE NOT THE HOST I WANTED, I WILL GIVE YOU A
CHANCE, PLAY A GAME WITH ME, IF YOU WIN I WILL LET YOUR SOUL GO BUT
IF YOU LOSE YOU HAVE TO LOSE YOUR SOUL TO ME.”, said the demon.
‘I have nothing to lose any more, I lost the most important thing in my life.’, Sandra
thought.
‘But dad once told me that no matter what we lose, the only thing we should not lose is hope.
Try until the very end and still if you don’t succeed you have no regrets as you tried your
best.’, thought Sandra again.
This motivated her a bit. Her grip on sanity tightened a little and she accepted the proposal
to play a game in exchange of her soul.
“VERY WELL, SINCE YOU ACCEPTED MY PROPOSAL TO PLAY, I WILL NOT LET
YOU WIN SO EASILY.”, said the demon.
“BUT MY GAMES WILL NOT BE AS SIMPLE AS YOU THINK. THEY WILL BE THE
HARDEST OF THE ONES YOU EVER PLAYED.”, the demon added.
“I am ready, tell me which game to play.”, Sandra replied to the demon.
“DON’T GET TOO EXCITED, MY GAMES HAD LED MANY PEOPLE TO GIVE UP
THEIR SOUL TO ME. OH I AM SO GREAT HAHAHAHA”, the demon said laughing
maniacally.
Sandra remained quite as any wrong word and she would lose her last chance to live.
Suddenly the demon teleported her in a mansion, a fully red one, but it wasn’t paint, it was
Blood. Sandra did not understand this, she had to play a game but the demon didn’t give any instructions about the game. Not getting any response from the devil, she started heading forward in the bloody hallway. There were three doors at the end of the hallway, Sandra opened one of them and inside it she saw a cradle, with a baby crying inside the cradle.
Sandra entered the room and looked inside, there was a cute baby girl inside the cradle it had the same eyes, hair colour and face similar to Sandra. Sandra thought it was her when she was a baby. But then she heard a door opening. She quickly went to the side and saw a
couple entering the room and heading towards the cradle. They were looking like a British
couple and they had features similar to Sandra.
‘Maybe they are my real parents.’, thought Sandra.
‘But how does that demon know about my parents?’, Sandra wondered.
“I think it’s time, honey.”, said the man looking at his wife.
“Are you sure we must do this?”, asked the woman a little sad.
“Of course, we have to we cannot bare to lose her, the thing we are going to do is too risky
and we cannot risk our daughter’s life for that. ”, said the man in a convincing tone.
“Is there no other way?”, asked the woman.
“Unfortunately no, we have to do this.”, the man sighed sadly and said.
They both then looked at their smiling daughter and tears rolled down their cheeks while
they had a sad smile on their face.
“Oh dear, we are so sorry for this.”, said both of them crying and hugging their daughter.
Sandra wondered why her parents were crying but then the scene disappeared and she was
again in the hallway from where she started.
“WELL WELL WELL, I NEVER TOLD YOU THE RULES RIGHT?”, a loud demonic
voice was heard.
“ACTUALLY THERE ARE NO RULES IN THIS GAME, ITS A GAME ONLY A SANE
PERSON COULD WIN BUT YOU ARE ALREADY IN A TERRIBLE STATE.”, said the
voice again.
Sandra was in her senses, she had the goosebumps, she was scared a little and she seemed like a normal person. Even though she was disturbed psychologically.
“I LIKE THAT FEAR, YOU SHOULD FEAR ME.”, said the demon laughing like a
psychopath.
Soon his voice died down and Sandra noticed that the door behind her, a little away from
where she was standing, creaked and opened revealing a dark, shadowy creature which
resembled a snake. It was now heading towards Sandra. Sandra was not so comfortable with
snakes. Actually no one is but she had a phobia of snakes. Sandra screamed and ran towards
the door in front of her while the snake chased her.
She pushed opened the door and entered inside closing the door behind her. She was panting and inside her mind she thought,
‘How does he know I have ophidiophobia?”
Sandra looked in front of her, panting and saw the same couple she had seen in the other
room before.
“Alright Manjeet, it’s a deal please take care of her if something happens to us, and don’t let
her know what we had done.”, said the man, to another man.
Sandra looked at the other man and she realised that it was Manjeet Kulkarni, her adoptive
father. She was shocked.
“Don’t worry Michael, she will be safe.”, Manjeet said with an assuring face.
“Thank you so much and so sorry for this. I know you will look after her carefully like your
own daughter. Well I have to go now, Bye.”, the man called Michael said and left.
Manjeet was now in that room with his wife beside and Sandra in his arms.
“Priyanka, we have to take care of her at any cost. I have given my word to Michael. Make
sure she doesn’t know about all this.”, Manjeet told Priyanka.
“We will take care of her don’t worry.”, said Priyanka and everything darkened.
Sandra was too much shocked now and she didn’t know what to believe and what not. Her
real parents gave her to their friend and never returned to take her back. She was upset on
her parents and also angry on her adoptive parents for hiding this secret from her.
She started walking forward again but now there was no door to be seen. Sandra looked
around but still couldn’t see anything finally the door behind her closed and locked. Sandra
was anxious now, she was locked in with no escape. The lights of the room started flashing
and now, the light focused on a figure sitting on a chair. It was a woman and it looked like
she was weeping. Sandra was in a state of fear already but she had to overcome her anxiety
in order to escape. She headed towards the woman and called her softly. Getting no reply
from her, she was going to touch her shoulder, but then the light went out and turned on
again but now, the woman had disappeared.
Sandra knew what was going to happen. She had watched horror movies with her friends and she knew that there will be a jumpscare from her side so she didn’t turn directly but she
closed her eyes and turned to the side, slowly opening her eyes but instead of a jumpscare she saw the door in front of her. She opened her eyes and started dashing towards the door but just before her hand could reach the handle of the door, it was caught and a woman fell on her. She held Sandra and cried, ‘You don’t need to know the truth’. Sandra was too
frightened now, the woman had red eyes which bled continuously and she noticed that the
woman looked like Michael’s wife, who was Sandra’s real mother. Sandra pushed her off and
entered the door closing it behind. Now she can see another scene in front of her eyes.
Manjeet was sitting in his chair with his head down looking upset.
“What’s the matter Manjeet you don’t look well. What happened?”, Priyanka asked while
standing behind him.
“Did Sandra sleep?”, asked Manjeet.
“Yes, she is sleeping in her room.”, said Priyanka.
“Michael and Verdona have died.”, Manjeet said with a sorrowful tone.
Priyanka was shocked. She put her hand on her mouth and tears started building up in her
eyes.
“How did it happen? What about Sandra now?”, asked Priyanka crying.
“I had promised Michael that if something happened to him, I will look after Sandra like my
own daughter and I am going to do it. But make sure Sandra never knows the truth about
her parents as per Michael’s wish.”, said Manjeet strengthening his will.
Sandra had been watching this silently and she was weeping from inside now, but then the
scene disappeared and she ran into the last door. There was another scene here but not like
the ones she had seen till now but now there was Manjeet explaining the details of the death
of Sandra’s parents to Priyanka.
“Priyanka try to understand, we cannot tell this to Sandra.”, Manjeet said trying to convince
Priyanka.
“Manjeet you never told me what Michael and Verdona did that lead to their death but I
want to know it now.”, Priyanka said not calming down even a bit.
“Priyanka you....... Fine I will tell you. Michael and Verdona were exorcists and they died
due to a failed exorcism in an alleged haunted house nearby.”, Manjeet said giving up his
effort to calm her down.
Priyanka could not believe her ears she wept even more and Manjeet tried to comfort her.
“It’s okay Priyanka, we will take good care of Sandra.”, said Manjeet.
Sandra was now on the limit of her emotions. They burst out and she started crying kneeling
on the ground.
‘How can I live after listening to all this? How will I cope up with this harsh reality? How?’,
thought Sandra.
“LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE’S CRYING HAHAHA”, said the demon.
Sandra looked up and saw the demon in front of her.
“I have passed your game will you let my soul go now?”, asked Sandra getting up on her feet.
“I NEVER SAID THE GAME IS OVER, THERE’S ONE LAST ROUND WE NEED TO
PLAY.”, said the demon.
They both then teleported to a room with a board in front of them.
“THIS IS THE LAST ROUND. YOU HAVE TO BEAT ME IN A DICE GAME, IF YOU
WIN I WILL LET YOU GO BUT IF YOU LOSE YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS.”, said
the demon.
‘A dice game, that’s my speciality, I will save myself from this hell after winning this.’,
thought Sandra.
“IT WILL NOT BE EASY YOU KNOW?”, said the demon.
‘THIS GAME IS CALLED, ROLLING OF THE DICE.”, said the demon again.
They started playing the game, Sandra had won the first one, but the second one had become a little bit harder. She realised that it became harder after each round. Finally in the last game, the score was 12 -12, Sandra had to win just one match to save her soul. Finally she rolled the dice and the number she got was 6 6 6 and the demon got 6 5 6. Sandra won, she couldn’t believe she had won against a demon. Now she was saved, her soul was saved.
Or so she thought, Sandra felt weakened and she was about to collapse. As she fell on the ground, she said with the little bit energy left in her,
“Is my soul spared? Am I saved now?”
“OH DEAR, DIDN’T YOU KNOW, THAT YOU SHOULD NOT TRUST A DEMON?,
HAHAHAHA.”, the devil laughed.
“YOU ARE SO INNOCENT, FOOL. I CONSUMED YOUR SOUL EVERY TIME YOU
PLAYED MY GAME AND NOW I HAVE COMPLETELY CONSUMED YOUR SOUL,
YOU ARE NOW JUST A LIFELESS BODY. HAHAHA .”, said the demon laughing.
“What? You cheated!”, Sandra screamed with the last essence of her soul crying with her
eyes full of tears.
“SO WHAT? THATS WHAT DEMONS DO. JESUS WAS SUCH A FOOL, HE ONLY
TAUGHT YOU TO BELIEVE OTHERS BLINDLY LIKE BRAINLESS GUYS.”, said the
demon.
Sandra realised her mistake, Sandra was suffering, helpless, and weeping. She had lost
everything, her real parents who protected her, her adoptive parents who loved her, her trust
on the demon, her sanity and finally, her Soul. There was nothing she could do now.
The demon consumed her soul and she disappeared like she never existed. In the end she had to die. Her room which was once filled with joy, had now become a dark depressing chamber and the Sandra who was in the room, alive, was now replaced by a lifeless body fallen on the floor of the house. Even though she was depressed, she was alive, even after she was possessed by the demon she had the will to live but now there was nothing left but a lifeless body with tears in its tightly shut eyes.
“Not all stories have a happy ending,
And Sandra’s definitely didn’t have one.
Lost her parents, Lost her soul
And Betrayed by Destiny.”