The Important Thing is I knew they were demons!

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The man asked me if I wanted to sit up front with my boyfriend. It was more of a pondering statement than it was an actual question I was meant to answer. I didn't actually say anything to him, just smiled and shook my head no. He had his wife and a son sit up front and he and another of his sons sat in the back with me. I didn't bother telling him the man wasn't my boyfriend. I didn't think the specifics much mattered. All I knew was that the man in the driver's seat was plotting something, and I needed to ensure this family got to safety. What the man did with me didn't much matter. Maybe I'd get away and maybe I wouldn't. I'd resigned myself to whatever fate was waiting. The man called himself "Lucky", I'd long since figured out that his real name was Lucifer. No, I didn't actually believe he was the devil, but some form of demon, there was little doubt. I know I said I wasn't going to do anymore of these creative pieces but I guess you could say I lied. This little snippet is based off of a dream I had last night. There was a lot more to it than this. The snippet I've written here was towards the end of the dream.