Demon Museum

It was a cloudy night and the Local city museum had closed for the night, which the security guards were getting ready for their long night of being watchmen. And this night a newbie had arrived for his first night. "Alright kid, i'll give you the rules of working here....not touching, no poking of the NAKED tits statues, no PHOTOS, NONE of the selfie shit and KEEP your eyes, ears and ass on it all....if we miss ANYTHING I'll come down on you like a ton of bricks then like a fallen down building on top of those bricks." said the head security man. "Any questions.

The young man, in his Early 20's, his name tag reading John straightened his hat and nodded* I understand, I'll do a good job so you don't have to worry, making sure his flashlight had fresh batteries in it he started to walk the halls of the Museum* So much different here at night

He nodded, and allowed him to get onto his route in the building while he went on his, "Keep you com on number 3 as well." eh added.

John was set on the Wonders of Africa section, many fine statue and carved figures, masks and other items found on digs and explorations around the continent.

John-switched his radio on and started walking through the section* wow this place is spooky at night *He looked around*

The statues had recently been added to the collection as the latest exhibition for the public. Their best piece a rather...dark and macabre looking statue of a person......with hundreds of nails covering the figure.

John-well...this is a new one *he flashed the light on it and looked at it for a second*

It said on the label, 'Nail festish Statue AKA, Hate/Oath god.' 'A deity that was used for people to drive nails into against people they hate or to make oaths against warring parties.' It was a creepy looking thing with all the rusted nails in its form.

John-...well that's...interesting...I don't think I want to mess with this thing *he turned to continue his rounds* can't believe I get the African portion tonight *he sighed* place is so creepy

There were other pieces in the collection that came from all over africa, of deities , protection items and other various masks and weapons.

John-then tripped on a rug that was sticking up a bit* Oof *he hit the ground* Ouch, damn stupid thing

Then nail statue had began to wobble from pedestal and began to fall.

John-looked up just in time to see it drive into his hand* OW FUCK *He winced as some blood hit the statue* FUCK FUCK FUCK *he clutched his hand*

The Statue was caught and not damaged, but a nail did cut John's hand and it dripped onto the round mirror stone on the belly of the figure. Then the statue began to vibrate.

John-whoa whoa *he put it on the ground and backed up* what the hell is going on?

His blood got sucked into the mirror and it began to glow and then it cracked and the vibration got more violent.

John-shielded his eye from the light trying to see what was going on but couldn't, he back up just encase something happened

Suddenly multiple red flashes of light shot out of the mirror and bounced all around the room and they all left through the windows of the museum. All settled down for a minute, and the statue vibrated again and began to levitate before him.

John-pointed his flashlight at it and looked at it* umm...s...sorry I got you dirty

Then a red smoke oozed out of the statue and a figure formed before him and became solid. There standing before him a was a curvy dark try skinned woman with horns crowning her forehead.

John-took a defensive stance not sure what the hell was going on* Who are you?

She clicked her neck and her eyes opened to show almost glowing orange eyes. She looked around and then at the statue, which she grabbed and placed on the podium. ".......you woke them up didn't you?"

John-...I don't know what you're talking about, woke who up? *he wasn't sure about her* who...what are you?

"You saw all the light that shot out didn't you?" she asked with a frowned, "Who I am is NOT the issue."

John-....Th...the museum is closed...miss...so...I'm going to have to politely ask you to leave

"And what will you do if I don't?" she smirked, not taking him seriously, "....Little boy..."