Once inside and with the door securely locked behind him, Nick relaxed a little. As he prepared for bed, he looked out his window at the street and where the woman had been.
He felt himself jump as he looked down on her, and she stood still, staring up at his window. Nick picked up his cellphone and prepared to call the police, but when he looked back, she was gone.
With his 9mm Berreta and phone on his nightstand, Nick turned out the light and settled in to get some sleep. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he picked it up.
“Hi,” was all the text read.
“Who is this?” he texted back.
“The woman under your covers.”
Nick reached over and turned on the lamp. Then he tossed back the blanket and sheet that covered him.
There was the woman in the yellow dress, eye aglow with red and growling. She sprang at him, and he twisted out from under her.
Now on top, Nick held her down at her biceps and refused to release her. Though possessed like a demon, she was no match for the Marine, who had maintained his physical strength since his days in the Corps.