Charlie
After escaping the hellhounds, I went to my apartment. I locked myself in the bathroom, and stripped off my clothes. I inspected my injuries, and it isn’t pretty. I'm pretty much beat up. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water rinse the blood on me.
I winced at every move I make. That's when I noticed that my wounds aren't healing.
'Why aren't we healing?' I asked Neamhain.
'Hellhound's claws are quite poisonous. It may not kill us like in other supernatural, but it made us weak that made our healing ability slowed down a bit.' She explained.
I groaned in pain.
'What does that bastard demon wanted from us?'
'I don't know Charlie. But one thing for sure, it will come back. '
I balled my fist and finished rinsing. I carefully dried myself with towel. I winced every
