The swat team ran in, you and the other BAU members following close behind. Each room was checked, someone shouting clear to tell the others that the rooms were safe. You and Morgan stopped outside one of the upstairs bedrooms, Morgan going in front of the door so he could kick it in. A loud crash sounded through the house when his foot made contact with the door, you charging in gun raised as you scanned the room. Realising the room was not completley empty you called the others in, telling it was clear of the Unsub but not of his latest victims.
Warning: hell lot of deaths,and the i dunno depession?
It was the only way. You knew that. There had to be two people stay; Jo, because she couldn’t make it any further and would slow the others down, another to blow the place to hell, hellhounds going along with it. You mum had chosen to be that person, the one to let them in and die with your sister.
“Please mum, go… I can’t… you can’t expect me to let you both go?” You cried as the boys were setting up, getting everything ready for your mother and sisters planned deaths. “Please.”
An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.
NASA created retro travel posters for different locations in our solar system in hopes of inspiring young people to imagine a future where common space travel is a possibility.