"Is that all it was?" Blaine asked quietly. He scanned that far away look on Duncan's face. Confusing and frightening, but not necessarily bad. It may have illuminated some things...

"So spirit and demon are just the labels they were given to make people feel better about it." People liked labels. They liked the idea of black and white even though it was rare life just fell so neatly into those categories.

It sounded like a pack of piranha. Or maybe sharks. One drop of blood in the water and more showed up. The more they ate, the more blood, the more predators came swimming up to try and get a piece of the action. He finished cleaning and inspecting the last piece and then assembled the gun with practiced ease. "We have animals like that, yes, but nothing that crosses over from another world to possess things. If we have it, it's a very well kept secret."