The Black Room Page #3

Margaret black was

into the occult?

Our real estate agent, Monica...

When I pressed about details

about the house...

As it turns out,

young Maggie black

had a dark secret.

One that she kept from

her husband and

entire family, for that matter.

Ever since that party

in her parent's basement...

I think it was

in the early 70's.

I am the god of hellfire.

And I bring you fire.

Peace, joy, love, Satan.

Who invited those girls?

I don't know.

Don't look at me.

I don't know them.

She's the one who knows them.

They're painting the wall.

Oh... I...

I met them at the party,

last night.

Pure magic!

Oh, my god!

They painted everything.

You have to clean it up.

This is not what I wanted.

Why fight what you desire,

Margaret black?

-Oh!

-We can show you

a real good time.

My parents are gonna be

back soon, so I think maybe

we should just call it a night.

The black clouds,

they can give you everything

you truly crave.

What we all truly crave, girl.

If you don't believe us,

just continue to

stand right there.

Wait, aren't you not supposed to

stand outside of the circle?

But why?

All the fun happens within.

Oh! Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

I can feel. I can feel.

I can feel it inside of me.

You must never leave the circle

during the ceremony.

Ah!

You fool, you let it out!

We got to get out of here.

We got to get out of here.

Get up!

Get up! Get up!

That f***ing hurts.

Stop doing it!

Apparently, it was

quite the bloodbath.

Amazingly enough,

young Maggie black

managed to keep that

conjured demon-lover trapped

in the basement room, hidden.

Away for years and years.

Until the day she...

Disappeared.

So, she had a pet incubus.

That's a first.

Well, at some point...

All pets come out to play.

Wait a second,

what's an incubus?

They're demons

of lust and desire.

Supposedly, they come

to women at night and make love

to them while they sleep...

Ravishing them, sexually.

The powerful ones

can do it any time, any place.

Make women explode

with pleasure.

It's hard to fight

what feels good.

So, there you go-- oh!

I'm sorry, excuse me.

I don't know

what came over-- oh!

Are you okay?

Yeah!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Death by passion

is the ultimate rush.

Desert, anyone?

Ah! Ah!

Wait a second, you didn't

tell me Monica told you exactly

what happened to Margaret black.

She didn't.

You can safely bet that

anyone who thinks

they can control a demon

is in for a nasty surprise.

They don't make good slaves.

Not even sex slaves?

Humans are

better equipped for that.

Specially in death.

Just think,

maybe Maggie black

is its slave for all eternity.

You had me going there

for a second. I actually thought

you knew Maggie was dead and

walled up in our

basement or something.

Yeah, it's very

"Edgar Allan poe" of you.

I'm sure I'll have

very pleasant dreams tonight

after that story.

It'll be a nice tale

to tell our children.

Right.

"Hey kids, the gateway to hell

is in our basement,

so go get some sleep."

All right, I got some

extra towels for you here,

temperature should be okay,

but, if you need some blankets

or something, they're in

the closet. All right?

-Anything else you need?

-Yeah.

You can tell me

what the f*** is up with Paul.

-Okay, just drop it. All right?

-You can't tell me

you didn't notice.

Please.

Those weird remarks

at the bartender, staring at

the waitress' ass all evening,

while flirting with her

right in front of you.

Yes, I saw it.

I get it.

I'm gonna handle it, all right?

We've just been having

some issues since

we moved into this house.

-Do you think

he's having an affair?

-No!

I mean, everything's been fine.

It's just,

we've been having some

timing issues, that's all.

-So, are we talking.

Like, premature?

-No!

Maybe.

Look, he wants it

and I'm not ready,

and then I want to

and he's not into it.

I don't know.

You know what,

i feel really uncomfortable

talking to you about this.

Hey, sis,

if you haven't noticed,

I'm all grown up.

Paul sure has.

And what's up with this

sudden interest in the occult?

I have no idea. I don't know.

Maybe he's just trying to

show off, or something.

Hello, girls.

Is this a private party

or can anyone join?

-No party.

-Karen was just going to sleep,

and so are we.

Good night.

Good night, Karen.

Night.

Ugh, creeper!

You sure you don't want to

invite little sis in to join us?

The three of us could

have a really wild night.

That's not funny, Paul.

Don't talk about Karen

like that. Not even joking.

I'm not joking.

She's pretty hot.

I especially like

her black lipstick.

Good, it'll match the black eye

I'm about to give you.

Touchy, touchy.

-Touchy--

-don't even think about it.

If your goal tonight was

to make me jealous,

you failed miserably.

I'm f***ing pissed off.

-As long as f***ing

is in the equation.

-Are you insane?

You actually think I'm gonna

have sex with you after

the way you behaved tonight?

What do you mean?

I was on my best behavior.

Karen saw what you were doing.

And do you think I'm blind?

Oh, god.

I know you've been wanting it

ever since we moved in here.

If you think that bath

last night, and

washing machine ride felt good,

just wait until you experience

the real me in all of my glory.

You see, I made certain

improvements to this body...

That I think

you'll really like.

Find somewhere else to sleep,

a**hole.

If I'm downstairs,

how am I going to

screw your brains out?

Oh, wow.

Although I have my ways.

Good night, Paul.

You're actually kicking me out?

Exactly what did

Karen say to you?

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

Hopefully, you'll come

to your senses by then.

You don't know

what you're missing.

Yes, I do. But I'll live.

Doubtful.

Good. You're still awake.

Can I help you with something,

Paul?

Actually you can.

And I think I might be able

to help you, as well.

You see,

her loss is your gain.

Wow. Now I see

what Jenny sees in you.

Deformity.

The door's that way,

elephant man.

Maybe I won't mention

this incredible lack of judgment

to Jenny.

You know, for someone

who's so into demons and devils,

I'm surprised you never

considered how it would feel.

How would what feel?

For him to get into you.

F***! Jenny!

Help! What's going on?

Oh, my god. Jenny, help!

Somebody help me!

You should not have interfered.

You like it gentle or rough?

F*** you!

My thoughts exactly.

Karen?

Paul? Where's Karen?

Good morning, Jennifer.

She came and went.

Had a nine o'clock class.

Didn't wanna wake you.

She said she'd call

in a few days.

Couldn't even stay

for breakfast. Want some?

No, thanks.

Jennifer, I'm so sorry

about last night.

You were right.

I was way out of line.

I promise to

make it up to you...

If you let me.

Yeah, sure.

The eggs almost done.

Could you make sure

they don't burn?

I'm gonna run upstairs.

I think I need a shower.

Now that Karen's gone,

nothing's gonna come between us.

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