Sin #1: Envy

"Lets go, eh, alphabetically why not."

"Do you say Greed or Avarice?"

"Greed, although Avarice does sound better."

"Hold on," Jaylee started counting on her fingers, "Envy, Greed, Gluttony, Lust, Pride, Sloth, Wrath... yeah, that checks out, Envy first." She started typing into her laptop. A few silent minutes passed before anyone said something.

"...What are you doing there on that thing?"

"Made a post on this satanist forum I'm a member of, now I'm just looking around on some of the other ones." She mindlessly scrolled past post after post. It took a while. Belial idly began to examine things around the room, while Naamah took a nap. An hour passed before Jaylee found anything.

"Got a reply! Okay, listen; 'I am on a similar quest as you W33Dsm0keJLee69, for I, Shassar1337, have searched the world for signs of the demonic and paranormal, and I do have some information that may help your search on the so called 'seven deadly sins'. There is this shack by the interstate (I'll PM you the address) which once caught my attention while I was driving around searching for an Applebee's. I felt **** Zeta-wave spirit energy eminating from this shack-'"

Belial interrupted. "That's not a thing that exists."

"'-which drew me to it. I just had to search it (don't let the so called Zionist puppeteers controlling the government tell you otherwise; it is perfectly legal to enter a building if it's for the sake of national security! Look it up, it's in the constitution!). Once I climbed through the window (people really need to build bigger windows; I had to butter up my body), I felt this **** sensation of being jealous of the owners, even though this place was a piece of crap!'"

"That checks out. The jealous feeling I mean, not the other nonsense."

"'I knew I was onto a mother load of spiritual knowledge when I noticed the demonic sigils framed on the wall. I had to escape before I could investigate further though, as the domicile was guarded by a vicious hell-hound that ripped my pants, but not before I took a picture of one of the sigils, which you can see underneath. Be careful with it! It reeks with power, and as a great man once said, with great power comes great responsibility! Good luck!'...what a nerd." Jaylee clicked on the attachment, opening a picture of a demonic rune that covered the screen. Belial and Naamah both leaned over her shoulder to take a look.

"Yup, that's a genuine demonic rune if I ever saw one."

"He wasn't kidding when he said it reeked with power." Naamah tapped the monitor much to the annoyance of Jaylee, who shut the laptop after writing the address on a scrap of paper.

"So should we check it out?"

"Is it far?"

"Two states over. We'll need a car."

"That should be easy, there's plenty outside."

Jaylee looked at them dumbfounded. "We're not stealing a car!"

"Stop thinking like a human," Belial knocked on her head, "you're a demon now, we'll steal if we want to."

"We won't steal one if we don't have to, I'm sure I'll be able to seduce someone willing to take us there." Naamah got up and reapplied her black, secretarial-like illusion with a swoosh of her hands.

"This transforming thing, can I do that too?" Jaylee asked.

"Sure. Think of a form you want to take and it happens. Just keep in mind it's just an illusion."

Jaylee focused her mind, and just like that she appeared just like her old self before the transformation. "That is so rad."

Belial used her magic to disguise herself as well. "Alright, lets go and find ourselves a vehicle then."

"I'll kind of feel bad for Sally's parents when they come back home and find their daughter missing, but at the same time," Jaylee shrugged, "fuck 'em." All three left the apartment and made their way downstairs.