#detruitx

 Brayden could feel it when he woke up. Something was off, something wasn't right. It was like a pressure inside, something almost pushing on his brain -- almost like it was trying to turn it off. He rubbed his eyes as he got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom standing in front of the mirror as he looked at himself. Nothing seemed off. He looked perfectly fine. Looking away just once, he ran his fingers through his hair and looked back at the mirror. His usually soft brown eyes began to turn, causing him to yell out in shock. "What the fuck?!" He got closer to the mirror as they turned black, dark, lifeless. He could feel himself slipping away as she pressed his hands to the side of his head, getting down on the floor as he head pounded. It was over in a second, but he was gone. Brayden was gone..and somebody else--- something else was in his place. "You will do." The demon murmured as it looked into the mirror, using Braydens body now as a host. It was almost like Brayden was dead..he was no longer around, but he wasn't. Somewhere Bray was pushed aside, and something dark and sinister has taken its place.