"You know what I do with symptoms? I look them up on the internet"

After it was told to him by his doctor friend, Tom didn't think to consider googling his… Well, whatever he had.

Maybe it was stress. Maybe it was lack of sleep.

But, over time, the curiosity of wanting to know the truth overcame him. So one night, when the twins were asleep and Claire was peacefully dreaming beside him in bed, Tom quietly flicked on a lamp and pulled out a laptop.

He looked at Claire and bit his thumbnail, hoping the sound of him typing didn't wake her up, as well as the brightness from the lamp.

Coast was clear. He begain typing in a search engine.

Symptom: Hair on arms, subconscious notes, blackouts

No results

Symptom: hair on arms, writing gibberish, blackouts

No results

Symptom: Hair on arms

Lots of results but none that Tom was looking for.

Symptom: Subconscious notes

Again, an abundance of results, yet none that satisfied Tom. One result was something along the lines of 'writing notes subconsciously could be the result of a repressed emotion, such as love or affection, to someone, then accidentally confessing that love to that person.'

Tom scoffed quietly "I don't love my secretary."

He glanced at Claire. Still asleep.

He began typing again.

Symptom: Blackouts

Yet again, no results that were relevant to his situation.

Tom sighed and began to bite his nail again, he closed his laptop and started to think. He looked at Claire once more and remembered something quite important.

He quickly started up the laptop again and knew exactly what to look up.

Symptom: Black pupils/black eyes

The results all lead to one answer: a demon.

"Am… Am I possessed?"

Just then, the light from the lamp began to flicker.