"I think demons are different from world to world. I know Niflheim has a demon over there. Real smart ass, but the thing is, he can't tell the truth. Everything he says through the journal system is a bunch of crap." She paused, "and the people in my town they worshiped certain demons as gods."
"Sometimes even invoking the damned things into laying with them, because they're so desperate to have a child." Alessa whispered to herself.
At Bert's talk, Alessa just nodded her head. "No, I think it makes sense. Guess some of us are too scared to tell each other things, because we're worried about being judged. There were talks of how we had to start trusting each other, but it didn't go through."
The young woman, still thirsty, but not wanting to get up, flipped the fridge door open, and brought another bottle of water to herself. "I suppose some of us are too scared to share certain things. Took me about four - six months until I finally let people know about my father."