“You must really have a lot of enemies, priest. There's no telling what s**t you're into if you need a g*n. Have you really sunk that low? You're supposed to be a man of God,” I stated.
“You have no idea who I am or what I'm capable of. You should have stayed on the run, Agent Sands. Now you've forced my hand,” he stated, pointing the g*n at me. I froze, unable to move, unwilling to believe the evidence of my senses.
Just before he shot me in cold blood, the lights in the room began to flicker. It wasn't just the usual flicker from a power outage during a storm or a power surge, but it was like watching an old black and white movie projector scattering the light. What happened next I can only try to describe the best I can.
Two apparitions entered the room. I could sense the immense fea
