Sometimes, when the car is moving very fast, I stick my hand out the window and pretend I'm touching him.
Last night I dreamed about the Demon. We were in the same house, and he wouldn't stop talking to me. I kept telling him to leave me alone, but he wouldn't. He just kept talking to me. I heard his voice. Talking about gaming, life, nothing. I yelled at him and threw a bagel at him. I think I threw other things too, after that. The dream ended, he was still talking.