Showing results for "The Science of Evil" in Supernatural

I'd had less than a week to recover from an incident that left me half-dead. My body was battered and bruised in ways I can't even begin to describe. Dark magic use had consumed me, spat me out a husk of a man. I was little more than flesh and bone, weary to my very soul. So, of course, there was a knock at the door. My smile faded, happy face turning to tears, as Kate - a gorgeous vampire and the woman I lust over at every available opportunity - told me the news. Dark magic came to me as my eyes snapped to black and my tattoos felt fit to burst with energy.

The existence of demons is woven into the fabric of the natural world, serving a dark yet necessary purpose. They are the whispers in the dark that keep humanity in line. Yet in most cases, those who are hunted never see the demon before he is at their throat. But there are sacred rules to the hunt. For each group targeted, one must survive. Marked by the demon and gifted with an amulet, they are immune to him and he is powerless to stop them. A single wound from them would be fatal. He is a monster to humanity, but these select humans are monsters to him.

A postman encounters a strange letterbox in this spooky story. He’s never seen the occupants of the house, the windows and doors are shuttered and any letters posted through the mysterious letterbox disappear into a void of black. It isn’t long before the postman and the local community must investigate.

La historia comienza en el ático de una antigua casa. El compañero del narrador se refiere al antiguo dueño de la casa y al presunto final violento que le sucedió. Aconseja al narrador que no se quede en la oscuridad ni toque nada, especialmente el objeto pequeño sobre una mesa, que el compañero parece temer considerablemente. Observa a otros hombres dentro de la habitación, todos vestidos con traje de clérigos, incluyendo un obispo; Se enfrentan al primer hombre, que alcanza el objeto sobre la mesa con una sonrisa irónica.