The Azazel encounter

There she was lying on her bed after ingesting a bunch load of psilocybin mushrooms in a tea concoction. Half an hour has passed since she started having visions. IT was mellow still, her unconscious still collecting itself into what we perceive as reality. Suddenly she felt the urge to vomit, so she sat on her bed and threw up a fast burp into a cup recently filled with shroom tea. Relieved she closed her eyes to continue the psycho journey when she heard him.

• I could make you drink that vomit right now. - he said.

She turned her head up slowly, opened her eyes to the usually empty wall in front of her and there he was. Sitting there, all etheric, together with his chair. Never had she seen anything so clearly as this invisible man.

• A DEMON! - thoughts rushed through her head. As she would remember it later, she realised there was no fear in that realisation. There was only relief, he in fact was what she was searching for. Higher consciousness, even if of demonic origin.

Suddenly she stood up, in one fast move took off her tunic, which left her there standing naked in front of a sitting demon with an emotionless expression on his face. She bowed a little showing him recognition and respect, but sat down in a peaceful warrior pose, showing him she has no fear of him.

• Who are you?- she asked.

• The one who was there since your beginning. I'm the one who guided you to all your miseries.

• But why?

• It's my job, I'm your family demon.

• You understand that's stupid, right?

• How dare you, GIRL?!

• As you can see, I'm not a girl anymore. Things have changed, my love. You're gonna have to help me make this shit right.

• The fuck you're talkin' about, bitch, how dare you talk to a demon like that?! - He stood up looking at her in disbelief, trying to subdue her to his will like million times before. But he couldn't make himself do it. He couldn't exert his will on her anymore. What's happening? She's emanating such joy, still being so terribly sad.
  What's happening to me? - he thought. Then he left. But while leaving he left her a reminder. A little smile of a demon flying in ether. An honest smile, a smile of hope, a smile of joy.