Face Your Demons.
Roderick Whithers has it all; money, looks, a beautiful family, and a mistress on the side, of course. When three hellish women who only he can see beset him nightly, his prosperous life begins to unravel. While his wife, Elizabeth struggles to uncover the means of ending her husband’s suffering, will she uncover his darkest secrets as well? Hell hath no Fury, but who are the true Tormentors in the Whithers family?
He bolted towards the front door but stopped in his tracks, bewildered at the sight of one of the beasts on the ceiling, crouching nearly flat and upside down, just above the door. He stepped cautiously backwards and then noticed the other two crawling sideways on either wall, and then all three came for him. Their long red manes and their robes were the only parts of them that weren’t defying gravity as they dangled from their bodies towards the floor. Cornering him, they were ready to pounce from every direction.
“We can smell your sin, child,” gnarled the one on the ceiling.
“It’s almost as potent…” grunted the second.
“As the smell of your fear,” continued the third, as dark blood began to ooze from their mouths, noses and eyes, leaving trails on the floor.