Transformation

An experiment gone wrong leads to demon posession. (For the 100 words of Horror contest)

The queen was perched, half raven and barely human.
“Sit!” Her word stifled, crawling through coarse orange hair.
I bowed in terror before falling into the armchair opposite hers. We were alone.
Beyond the locked basement, I could hear Julie singing, the children laughing, unaware of the demon before me.  My mind reflected on the experiment, the calling. What have I done?
“You have done well” spoke the horror, reading my thoughts. “Now you’ll do more!”
Pain scorched my eyes as darkness leaked into my soul, rebellion failing.
“No!” I screamed, as my body morphed inwardly. It was too late.