Paper Demon

              I dreamed I was in my little shack (?) when I was attacked by a demon. It was invisible itself, but needed only to consume enough people to become manifest. I had a sort of game rifle, it fired several different little bits of ammunition. At first I was using it to pick off the folded insect like creatures as it created them. Certain ammunition worked only against specific type of critters.
             I started running low on the little stick ammo, the stuff that was good against the magazine page origami insects. So, in desperation, I tried a squirt bottle. As long as I got the critter before the last fold, that worked. Even just dampening the paper caused the folding process to fail. I found a pair of tree trimming nippers, the ones with the curved blades, worked great on the finished insects. The good news was they were only paper, so when you cut into them they fell apart and you could spray the remains with water. The bad news, I had a lot of loose paper in the little shack I was living in. Fortunately the paper in books wasn't apparently usable if the book was closed in and packed in a bookshelf.
             For hours I sat trapped in front of my shelves, crunching, cutting and spraying. After everything was a damp pile of mush, the onslaught was over. The demon, I could feel a connection to it, the few paper cuts I had hurt more when they were facing it, led me to it. I followed it across a series of rolling hills up to an old mansion that had been turned into a dorm house. I knocked on the door, someone opened it up just as the screaming began inside. Nearly naked and naked college babes started running around. I would have appreciated it more if I weren't frantically spraying the paper monsters that were attacking them. I asked if there was any room with more paper than any other. The RA, a cute brunette with dark eyes and a bowl shaped haircut took me to their work room. There was a floor to ceiling pigeon-hole case with stacks of paper letters precut in dozens of different sizes and styles.
             "For our bulletin boards," the cute RA explained.
             I started cutting the little folded insects and spraying them. A couple of other women arrived and started pulling the letters out of the cubbies and piling them on the floor. Two more women arrived with the garden hose from outside. after cutting and spraying we ended up with a huge pile of mush on the floor. There were also some soaked twenty something women who needed post shock cuddles.
             Sadly, that part was short lived as those of us with paper cuts felt the demon begin to move again. We all felt compelled to chase it down, and I began to wonder if we were being led into a trap. I managed to get everyone's attention and we filled up all the plastic bottle, trash cans and super soakers we could find before taking off after it.
             We followed the demon for a bit, then I realized exactly where it was going, there was an old paper mill down the road, but there was a more direct route to it. I raced ahead with a couple of others, ignoring the pull to keep up with the creature.
             We arrived at the mill. Most of the paper had long ago been carted out, but what was left had been folded into a giant multi-legged insect. The demon was trying to tire out its pursuers, and the pull to join the chase was strong, one of the women took off back for the woods. I was sure there were little paper cuts by the score out there. The cute RA tried to stop her, but couldn't. She wasn't feeling the pull, as she had not gotten any paper cuts herself. I realized she had yellow smileys all over her underwear. That made me laugh. She blushed from head to toe when she caught me looking at her.
             "Sorry, you're just really adorable." She made me wish I was a quarter of a century younger.
             I started cutting into the paper monster, feeling the bite of every cut in my own paper cuts. The women started spraying into the cuts where the fresh paper actually soaked up the water. We started working faster when we all felt the demon focus on us and the paper monster. I'd chopped all the legs and parts I could fit the clippers around and was pulling off the hinge bolt to use the sharp half as a hacking tool when the paper monster activated. Fortunately I had cut all its tentacles off and its legs were much shorter than it had made them. Several of the women fell into the mill, exhausted.
             It made for them, opening its maw to reveal several sharp spikes and four long tendrils I hadn't seen. I raced after the thing, slashing its back while the women sprayed it with super soakers. The RA jumped on its back, slashing with a couple of sharp pieces of glass.
             I used the hooked part of the clippers to hook the thing to slow it down. A couple of the women grabbed on with me. I let go and raced around to the front, almost wishing I hadn't taken the clippers apart. I started slashing with my right hand and spraying with my left. As I was successful I realized I had to back off and let it drink more blood, or it would just slink off. It had to solidify enough for me to be able to kill it. I realized, also, just as it began to solidify that it would require someone to die in order to fully enter our world, and in turn be able to be killed.
             I was bleeding and fading profusely from hundreds of small paper cuts. I tossed the bladed part of the clippers to the RA shouting "Stab its heart when it solidifies!"
             I faded away as it became a real giant insect, but one oozing its life out of its limbs. Like a successful teddy and panty clad Ahab the RA repeatedly jabbed the clipper into the creatures back, long after it stopped moving. I lasted long enough to see that no one else was dead and then all was black.