Darren felt his jaws being forced open but as he reached out to stop it, he realised that there was nothing physical causing it. He tried his hardest to close his mouth without success and froze with terror as he felt the darkness slipping down his throat from his nostrils and open mouth.
Darren was aware of everything, his surroundings, his movements and the fact that he was now possessed. He was also fully aware that he had absolutely no control over anything, not even the blinking of his eyes.
As the controlling force of his body looked around the room, Darren could see that Karen stood looking at him with absolute terror in her eyes. He could see her mouth opening and slowly he could hear her words.
"Are you alright? Darren, are you ok? DARREN?"
Darren attempted to speak but nothing came out. It was like he was a ghost that nobody could see or hear. He felt his body moving, walking towards Karen and then grabbing her by the hair. His body smashed Karens head into the wall and repeated the same action 5 times until her lifeless body lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Sheer terror was stencilled upon her otherwise pleasant face.
He could also see the flame in his hands as he set fire to Karens front room. Darren knew his body wasn't just possessed but it was possessed by pure evil. But what could he do? He was well and truly trapped.
The Prince made Darren stand and watch as the fire grew. It was only when the smoke thickened and the heat began to blister Darren's skin, that the prince took him to the front door. In those few moments however, Darren caught a glimpse of the Prince's thoughts. He knew what this evil entity intended.
Darren had seen a vision of gold and jewels, the 'Fortune' of which he had been told. He knew this had once belonged to the Prince during his physical life on earth but that he had been betrayed, murdered and burnt and that the 'Fortune' had been stolen.
The Prince was searching for the lost wealth and killing anyone he didn't need in the process. But "why him" he thought. "why all the long haunting?"
As his body stepped outside of the burning house, Darren got his answer through the Prince's thoughts. Darren's father!
"but he's dead" Darren thought spoke to the Prince". "Not Dead" came the response. "WHAT?" Darren thought. "ALIVE!, FORTUNE, DEATH" the Prince said.
Darren felt himself crying huge sobs of tears but only on the inside, his face and eyes remained unaffected by his emotions. Darren suddenly realised that he wasn't walking properly. The Prince was somehow losing control of him. As the Prince tried to force Darren's left leg forward, Darren willed it backwards and it was working.
"STOP!" he heard the Prince command. "Fuck you" was Darren's response. The struggle continued in the middle of the road and to anyone watching, it looked like Darren was having some kind of seizure. His body was shaking all over with the power struggle that was taking place.
Darren heard a kind of screeching sound in the distance of his mind. He tried to figure out what the noise was but it was difficult when he was concentrating so hard on his battle with the Prince.
Even though it had braked hard, the car still hit Darren at 37 miles per hour.
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