Bonebelly

Demon smiled that old wicked smile. He lifted his hand, and I thought I was about to be struck down for my insolence. Instead, he brought a finger to my chest. His tapering claw probed the bullet hole until he touched my shriveled heart. I immediately understood, and I began to weep black, putrid tears. The task of ending this evil had been allotted to me.

For my sin was the greatest of all possible sins. Long ago in another lifetime, I could have intervened before this horror began. Instead...