When they arrived, they were surprised for the lack of bloody massacre they expected, there was only an eleven year old girl, whom Aaron recognized as Astra, dancing to the recorded sound of Alex Logue and company's death.
After the initial shock wore off, Judith rushed to close the cassette playing the sound, and then John and Anne-Marrie approached the little girl carefully.
"Wh- What are you doing here? Who are you?" asked Astra as she realized she had company.
"We're here to help you." said John.
"Don't you worry, little kid." said Anne.
"Did she see...? Y'know...?" muttered Judith fearfully.
"Yes, she did," said Anne-Marrie and then squinted, trying to flush out the images she was getting.
"DON'T YOU TOUCH ME! KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELVES! LEAVE ME ALONE!" yelled Astra as she suddenly snapped and started hysterically sobbing.
"What happened to your dad, Astra?" Aaron asked.
"Didn't you hear it? Hehehehehehhe. Norfulthing got him, Norfulthing, Norfulthing, Norfulthing..."
"Ben, go bolt the cellar door." ordered John, and Ben did.
"Settle her down as best as you can, Anne, I'm gonna try and hypnotize her." John said.
"I don't know if you should, John. She's so disturbed. Her mind's like... like a pack of hunting dogs." Anne replied.
"It has to be done, Sis. We can't do anything 'Til we find out what happened here. Trust me.. Okay?"
Anne looked genuinely at John, smiled and said, "Okay."
She cradled the child maternally while John spoke softly, saying, "Now Astra, Honey.. I want you to fell all warm and cozy, like you were snuggled up in bed."
"I don't like in my bed 'Cause me dad always gets in with me.. And he's hairy and smelly."
"There is enough yuck in this place to go all over the world," Sean said grimly.
"He makes me do things," continued Astra as she spoke in a trance, "Like my mom used to do before she had the Accident. And he makes me go down to the cellar, too. When him and his friends and girls from the club get drunk and take stuff and take their clothes off. And I have to watch while they touch each other. And then I have to touch them... and they're all noisy and smelly. And sometimes they take pictures of me and his friends. And I told him I didn't like it. I told him. I told him."
"He should've listened." said Astra in a darker tone of voice, "It wasn't my fault. One of them has too much of the stuff and he's hurting one of the girls.. And then she's hurting me. I get scared and angry, no one'll help. So I think and think. I think of the very worst thing that anyone could think of. And it comes... It comes to help me."
Astra's voice was rising with intensity as she angrily continued, "He'd Norfulthing. Part like a giant dog and part like a gorilla. But more horrible, it's all inside-out. It's sticky and got hearts and bits dangling off it. It gets them and does it to them, really fast... and this time they don't like it at all. They're screaming and screaming but it doesn't care. It just eats them all. Chews them up and spits the bone, and, and-"
"Sleep now, Child." said John as he brushed her forehead, "Forget. When you wake up, that Awful Thing will be gone. I promise."
Astra seemed to drift into peaceful sleep, while the crew were sitting around, all deeply disturbed by the girl's tale.
"That's some scary stuff," said Judith, "This creature, do you think its real"
"You saw the basement," said John as he lit a cigarette with a trembling hand, "What do you reckon?"
"Ever heard of Norfulthing?" asked Aaron.
"Whatever it is; I say we bust a cap in its ass, and torch the joint." recommended Sean as he loaded a couple of shells into his shotgun.
"Don't be stupid, Sean. This is a terror-elemental." said John.
"What do you mean terror elemental?"
"sometimes when someone, especially and eleven year old girl has gone through severe mental trauma, it has an outburst of energy that causes a demon to manifest itself on earth according to the state of mind of what created it. Ben has read lots about it, right Ben?"
John turned around to look for the youngest of the crew, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Then they all heard the scream, a piercing scream of pain and terror coming from Ben's throat.
"Shit!" said Sean as he ran to where the scream came form, popping his shotgun as he did so and the rest followed as well to the basement.
"Jesus Christ!" yelled Judith as she saw Norfulthing assaulting the young boy who was calling for help, it was just like Astra described; a giant lathery purple wolf like creature with the hid legs of a gorilla.
"Outta the way!" yelled Sean as he fired four bullets into the demon's chest and head, it let go of Ben and blurred out of sight, hiding somewhere else.
"Pull him out!" yelled John as he and Aaron pulled Ben up the stairs, his clothes were ripped and his back was bruised.
Once they were in safety, John asked, "Ben, what were you doing down there?"
"Juh juh juh just tuh tuh tuh tryin' t-t-t- take I-I-Its puh puh puh picture." said Ben with a newly developed stutter.
"That settles it, that thing is going straight to hell." said John determinately.
"How?"
"As I said, we'll fight fire with fire; we bring a very powerful demon to slay it."
"You're joking!" Anne exclaimed.
"No way, Jose. One hell beast is plenty." said Sean as he reloaded his shotgun.
"I'm for it, but how?" said Judith.
"Guh guh guh Grimor-I-I"
"The Grimorium Verum. It's a cook book for ritual invocations. It's at the back of the van."
"I'll look after the girl." said Anne.
"Okay. Judith, get Ben to the van and give him some Vodka to relax him. Anne, we'll set you up with a protective circle with the Girl and you'll be safe, just don't step over the line. Sean, can you get some explosives and rig them to blow the place to bits if this doesn't work"
"You mean when It doesn't work"
"Sean"
"I'll do it; you're one crazy cat, man."
"Then Aaron and I will summon the demon."
They all moved to do what they had to, while Aaron and John set up a protective spell using sulfur and oak that they formed into a circle in which Anne and Astra sat in.
John and Aaron set up shop in on the dance floor.
"Who is she?" asked John as he was opening the Grimorium Verum, an old yellowed book that he brought from the van.
"Whose who"
"You knew her name, Aaron. You said it, and you didn't want to meet Logue, so fes up before we do this."
Aaron wanted to weasel his way out of this but couldn't find the energy.
"She's my niece, Okay? Her mother was my sister who passed away a few years ago; I brought us all here to take her from that Freak Alex Logue, alright?"
John stared at him blankly for a moment then started flipping through the volume, "You should've told me"
"I know."