"...spirits." No, fuck, that wasn't right, his childhood was leaking out of his brain and into his mouth and shit but that sounded dumb, once he had the clarity to process what he'd just said.

But he'd seen them around, saw one around, even if it was paranoia induced but if demons could be here from one world why not one his own (their own) and

He wiped the sweat off his face (or some liquid, who cared) and took a second to breathe.

"Not... uh. Human. Or-" Or something.