The Demoness of Chengdu

 Daniel rolled his suitcase onto the bed and back kicked the door closed. The room was pleasantly cool. What a thoroughly enjoyable all expenses paid trip to Japan. He had snapped a couple of shots of fringe weirdos like a man dressed as a power ranger playing a guitar, ate some sashimi and checked out Osaka castle. Yet, despite the fun of the day, he had a headache that didn’t bode well for tomorrow. The shit was on its way. It was like the pressure or a hand pushing at the back of his head. Then it got worse. He felt confused, like time was moving slowly. Reality was a whirlpool that he couldn’t re-orientate himself in. After a few hours he found himself in front of the mirror pouting his lips and tossing hair back. Then, crushing agony on his crotch. He wanted to yelp or scream, he couldn’t move his lips.  He laughed maniacally. “Wait.. why can’t I stop laughing.” “Daniel-san “ His facial bones clicked and almost seem to pull into a hundred pieces as every little muscle mov...

Back in 2008... “Well Alexandra I think the new museum will be a hit with all of the kids in San Diego.” “Yes Tom, as you can see by the threatening T-Rex behind me. The past comes to life and stomps out the competition” The animatronic T-Rex let out a roar through its semi broken speakers. It was followed by a lot of woahs from the gawking children. There is a buzz as the transmission ends. “Can you edit that so that the roar sounds more intimidating or something? It sounds like a squeaky toy.” Alexandra lowered her mic and screwed up her face in irritation. “And can somebody control these little shits?” Ugh. Like, they all look the same, does someone not know what birth control is?” She pulled her mic to the chest and recoiled as a kid ran past her feet. “Alright cool off Alexandra.” Josh half-whispered. “Where are we going next?” She asked. “The Aztec exhibit there are some new freaky looking artifacts there. They say they used them in sacrifice. Tons of money shots. “ He replied wh...

  Jack opened the door to the toilet just in time. The distress in his eyes would be visible to anyone who saw him on the way there. He pulled up his t-shirt to see his stomach rippling. Ulcerous pains struck all over his guts. “Just.. a few more seconds.. I was studying you b-“ Oh I’m sorry nerd, were you gonna call me a bitch?” Andrea spoke up, with her clear Italian American Brooklyn accent coming out of his mouth. He felt a purposefully crushing pain in his testicles followed by a smoky sexy laugh. He groaned. “I don’t give a fuck about your study and social calendar.” “I didn’t even recover from the last time.” He screamed while his voice was getting higher. The poorly healed wounds he had were burning from the extra adrenaline and his skin tearing and ripping. His ashy blonde hair   grew softer, shampooing all the dirt out of it. His eyesight began to improve as he dropped his thick rimmed glasses and shook out his lengthening raven black hair. His blue eyes lo...