What the Devil?

Arranging her music, Eloise sat at the piano in her uncle’s empty chateau. Nearby stood an ornate antique desk. On impulse she opened a drawer; beneath photographic magazines, an envelope.
Inquisitively she looked inside it – photographs, and what photographs! A woman, naked save for a mask, straddled a creature, black-haired and cloven-hoofed. She recognised her aunt’s curly aubern hair and the gap in her smiling teeth.
A tap on her shoulder made her jump. Wheeling around, she found herself face-to-face with a pair of burning red eyes below long curved horns. “Welcome Eloise, let us mate!”
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