The blackened fur of the devil's pet, festered before me. It smelled of putrefying meat and feces. Its flesh was falling from its cursed bones. I looked away—I was ashamed. Was this the beast I was to become? I returned my gaze to the obscene creation that still breathed through a sewn mouth. It's black, rigid horns curled sharply, only to penetrate the creature's skull.
Its clouded eyes watched me without movement. I didn't like this. I hated this. I turned to run but there, before me, was the beast. I looked behind me where it had once stood but it had vanished. It was mocking me. "You think you can scare me!" I shouted loudly at the thing, unaware if it could understand me or not. "You think you can make me change my ways?" I laughed at it, angry with its assumptions. "I know what I am to become, you foolish demon—I know this immortal soul is damned." I hissed angrily.
It was then that the beast cocked its rancid head, disturbing the stench that rested upon its still coat. It wheezed horridly as it took a step towards me. "Stay back." I warned angrily. It ignored my orders and continued my way, a horrid sound gurgling from its rotting throat. "I said stay back!" I shouted loudly, only to be interrupted by the creature's unusual laughter.
"Foolish cursed one! Your days are numbered! Soon you will feast not on the flesh of humans, but on the shit of our lord!" The goat instantly became still and silent. I waited for it to move again but it did not. I swallowed hard, the hunger already beckoning to me once again. But I dared not say a thing and I dared not move.
A sudden breeze filled the school yard, causing the old swings to sway ever so slightly. I brushed my hair from my face, afraid to look away from the beast—but the wind had taken the creature with it, carrying the stench and bones to the sky.