Derek felt the boot connect with his jaw.
Ah, he thought, it was going to be one of those nights. Derek hated it when the demons gave him Nam flashbacks, especially since he had never been to Nam.
Derek focused and felt himself lifting out of the illusion; it felt like rising up after being underwater.
“He’s here” he gasped, “looks like some old soldier’s”
“Awesome” said Laurie, grinning like an idiot, “I’ll get the scanner set up”
Derek pulled himself up against the car. He knew he could leave the preparations to Laurie, the kid knew what she was doing.
He looked up at the old school. The Demon would be inside, he knew, you never got them in empty space, it was probably the soldiers post traumatic memories from when he had been a student; the school looked old enough.
Derek wrapped his hands around the Iron Gate and looked up.
The school towered above him; floodlights lit up the walls but the top of the building was dark. The whole thing looked like some sort of monster looking to jump on him.
Derek shuddered and tightened his grip on the bars. He hated hunting Demons in old places like this; there was always the risk that some old care taker would shoot him before he got a chance to show his badge.
Derek felt the familiar fizzing feeling in the back of his brain, and then a second later he heard the hissing noise of the static scanner. He turned around to see Laurie’s grinning face. She always started grinning like that whenever they were about to head into danger, he wished she would stop.
“You ready to go?” asked Laurie, “Got your armour on?”
“I’ve always got my armour on” muttered Derek. Let’s get this over with, he thought.
With practiced ease the two of them vaulted the security fence and walked into the looming school.