Del held the watch and admired its cool design. It was all black with a white stick indicator and a skeleton image. The watch didn't have numbers, but instead had different colors that represented different abilities or powers. These colors were aligned like the numbers from 1 to 12 on a normal watch.
Just as Del was about to try on the watch, his mom knocked on the door. Del got scared and quickly hid the watch. When he opened the door, his mom asked, "Honey, iseverythingokay? You ate dinner quicklytoday, that's unlike you." Del replied, "I'm okay, I was just tired that's all."
His mom seemed concerned and said, "Honey, if it's about this community, you can talk to me. These people have no idea what your father did for them." She added, "Oneday, my son, they will know the truth." Del's mom tried to hug him, but he pushed her away, saying, "Mom, seriously, it's not that. I'm just tired that's all."
Del's mom smiled and said, "If you say so, my child. I'm so grateful to have you as my son. You're so innocent, just like your father. He was a true holy man. He used to tell me how God spoke to him and warned him about the Knights of King Nord. They're coming to kill everyone in the village because of a powerful evil being who lives here, but nobody knows who it is."
Del looked worried and said, "Ihopeitwasn'tDad." His mom smiled proudly and replied, "I hopesotoo, my son." They said goodnight, and Del's mom went back to the kitchen to help his 10-year-old sister with the dishes.
Del locked his door, took out the watch, and turned off the candles. He thought someone might be watching him through the small holes in the wall. Del put on the watch, but it didn't fit. He made a strange face and shook his wrist. Suddenly, the watch tightened itself around his wrist.
Del took a deep breath and looked up, feeling like something was possessing him. He heard whispers coming from all around him and started to panic. He touched his head, feeling stressed. Del did some crazy things, like he was possessed. He wanted to scream for help, but he couldn't. It was like something was stopping him from speaking.
Del had a flashback of the demon that had been erased from existence in his memory. He started dreaming, finding himself in a dark underworld.
The underworld was a desolate realm of eternal darkness, where the very air reeked of decay and death. The ground beneath Del's feet was dry, cracked earth that seemed to stretch on forever, like a barren wasteland. The sky above was a deep, bloody red, like the color of freshly spilled blood.
The underworld was filled with an eerie, unsettling silence, broken only by the distant sound of screams and wails, echoing through the desolate landscape like the cries of the damned. The air was thick with the stench of brimstone and smoke, and Del could feel the weight of malevolent eyes upon him, watching him, waiting for him to make a wrong move.
In the distance, Del saw twisted, gnarled trees that seemed to writhe and twist in agony, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the sky. The trees seemed to be alive, their bark pulsing with a sickly, greenish glow that seemed to sear itself into Del's retina.
Every step Del took seemed to echo through the underworld, making him feel like he was being herded towards some unknown, unspeakable horror. The underworld seemed to be shifting and twisting around him, like a living, breathing entity that was determined to consume him whole.
And then, Del saw the demon. A towering, monolithic figure with skin like black coal and eyes that glowed like embers from the depths of hell. The demon's presence seemed to fill the entire underworld, its malevolent energy crushing Del beneath its weight.
Del was so scared that he couldn't scream or say a word. The demon looked at him and said, "Pathetic" and laughed in a dark voice.
Del started screaming for help in the underworld, crying. The demon laughed even harder, sounding scarier. Then, Del felt a sharp pain in his eyes and woke up from the dream, tears streaming down his face. He was sweating heavily. The watch was glowing white, with the skeleton image shining brightly.