It has been ten years since my encounter with the raven, and in the meantime, I thought about it a lot, although I did my best to suppress those terrible memories.

I have spent so many days terrified of every bird that ever approached me, thinking it might be my raven from hell, but as time went on I started relaxing and just enjoying my life.

I tried to stay vigilant, but it is difficult to do that when there is no imminent danger. One part of my mind always felt a pang of horror when a big black bird approached me, but my conscious mind decided to ignore that fear.

Being more aware of the limited time we have, I was doing all the things I said I would do one day. I enjoyed life and love, but a part of me, a part of me deep down in my soul, could never fully relax. It could never fully accept the happiness after the horror it witnessed.

I could never see the world in the same way when I knew that there was a being of pure evil hunting for its prey and once upon a time its prey was me.

It struck me as odd that the raven chose me as its meal, and the fact that no other ravens ever showed any sign of evil intentions puzzled me.

So why was this particular one so different? I think I have the answer now.

It is not about the raven itself but, as I suspected, it was some kind of demon possessing it.

I think the reason I was attacked was the fact that I have the ability to feel the supernatural events before they happen.

So, it could get a meal and get rid of the person who could potentially sense its future evil endeavors.

Besides that, my life was normal before that fateful day. I was just a twenty-year-old girl living her life as well as I could. I was always surrounded by good friends and supporting family.

Why did it all have to change?

Why did I, Margaret Bradstane, have to suffer a fate worse than death, being stalked by the dark creature from the abyss of hell.

I respected the church, I helped the ones less fortunate than me so what did I ever do to deserve what happened to me and what is about to come?

Maybe the power that was granted to me was both a curse and a gift. It is difficult to tell with all that happened.

I was still very bad at understanding this power ten years ago, but now I think that I can fully use it to help myself and others.

What my power is telling me is that the time has come. The raven is about to return, and if my senses are not mistaken, it is not alone.

What is its plan? I am not entirely sure. I am not even sure that it has a plan.

One thing is for certain -it is going to do something very bad, and I have to stop it.

The big question is how can you stop something evil from coming when you are not even sure what it is?

Well, I have a few ideas, but honestly, I am not sure if they will work.

After the first encounter, I prepared some weapons to defend myself, but only now do I realize how ridiculous that idea was.

You can't beat a demon or a demon-possessed bird with a weapon, it is simply impossible. Especially if it's bringing its friends along.

So, I have started researching different methods I can use to get rid of them, but I am still not sure if this is a battle that we can win.

I do have a few tricks up my sleeve, but I don't know if I have the winning hand.