Haunting Naomi

Chapter 117

The capsules I took had begun churning around in my stomach and through my blood.  I was not warned of any sort of consequences the capsules could cause if taken during a time of physic distress.  The last time I took them, I transformed into an unrecognizable beast that could accomplish monumental feats.  Turns out, that was not going to be happening this time, my arm was severely damaged by a demon which presented a unique set of problems.  

My phone vibrated; I could not tell what it said at all, but the vibration was insatiable.  Raising it to my ear slowly and precisely, I answered just in case it was an emergency.  Maybe it was God or maybe it was Lucifer, I was willing to roll the dice.  Turns out, it was not either of them but someone even more important to me deep in my heart.

I said, "Hello...not a good time..