PROLOUGE

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 He was tied to the chair, sitting and muttering words while surrounded by a circle of salt. They Said to keep the evil within the circle. The psychic was standing behind him and the priest started to chant, spraying holy water. “In the name and by the power of our lord Jesus Christ, + May you be snatched away and driven from this house” the priest yelled as he sprinkled holy water on him, he started to scream and the chair started to shake. “Omnes similiter peribitis, alioquin interficiemus te, et omnem” (you will die, he will kill you all) the boy laughed as he said continuously in Latin as he struggled in the chair “Most cunning serpent, you shall no more dare to deceive the human race, persecute the church, torment God’s anointed or this house” The priest continued and Martha was standing petrified in one corner of the basement in the arms of her husband, while they could hear the screaming of the children upstairs. Everywhere became quiet and he started to laugh and everything started to float before it turned upside down, they all fell, Martha was caught by her husband as she could have fallen and injured her pregnancy  He fell with the chair, the rope cut and he was loose. There was silence, “+ The most high commands you, +he with whom, in your great insolence, you still claim to be equal” the priest continued He bent to the back and started to crawl on the walls, he jumped on the priest and held him by the throat and started to squeeze his neck to take the life from him. The psychic poured holy water on his back leaving burning and sizzling marks, he let out a shriek and turned towards the psychic, the pastor turned him and pushed the holy cross into his mouth, and he fell and started to scream, wind blew violently in the room (we cast you out, every unclean spirit, every satanic power, every onslaught of the infernal adversary, every legion, every diabolical group and sect, in the name and by the power of our lord Jesus Christ , we command you, be gone! And fly far from the church of God, from the souls made by God in his Image and redeemed by the precious blood of the divine lamb) the pyschic chanted and He started to foam from his mouth and he fell down and his eyes changed back to normal. Martha started to feel a sharp pain her stomach “ah, father Matthew, help!. the baby is coming” she cried.
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