The demon dug its fingers into my jacket pockets. Its hands wandered over my body, probing me.

"Get off!" Even though parts of the demon were starting to shrivel and fall off under my attack, it ignored my demands. The damn thing couldn't even stand upright anymore but that didn't matter.

It pressed up against me, its blobby body expanding, secreting the sticky substance to keep me pinned to it as it continued its exploration of my person. The more I blasted it, the more ...