chapter 10

PROLOGUE

Exorcism Sanctuary

Voices heard and no figure seen. Camera sight rolls over the top of the room as it was seen, A Catholic Temple. All windows having pictures of "Holy Saint, Mary" and "The Lad Jesus." Light rays blasting through tiny space pieces of the images reflecting it across the pulpit of the empty Church. 

Yells were heard, yells of someone. From a feminine figure and an aggressive masculine figure.

"Leave this body!" "The body the Lord has placed his temple, the flesh the Lord purifies for the soul of this young girl, "Gloria Grace O'Noëlle" Sight expands catching more views. The Catholic Father had a cross on his right hand which he triggered towards a girl strapped on leather belts on a foam-metal bed. 

Nuns were seen as well present in the room as they had the straps of crosses in between their palms. Their palms in the praying gesture and their heads bowed.

"The Lord commands you!" "You demon Pazuzu!" "Depart from the Body the Lord has had his." Aggressively, the Father commanded.

"Casted thou art, from soul and body!" The nuns added in a compelling calm voice. Their heads still bowed, as they raised their voice.

Yells filled the entire room within few seconds. Veins existing on the neck, reaching for the eyes find forehead of the poor girl. Stretching in its black demon fluid. The demon resisted strongly to the will of the father. Suddenly, the yells increased more forcing blood out of the ears of the father and the nuns.

The girl's body slowly levitated and the glasses above and around shattered. The windows banging in and out. The wooden doors banging with pressure. Items flying around the room. Her skin slowly tearing apart just like her unseen soul.

The father and nuns had their hands over their ear as they cried in pain. "My Faith isn't strong enough, I cannot do this!" Cried the father as he stepped back. 

The girl's face tilted over to the left corner of the room where the door was fixed and suddenly it got locked. Thousands of bats flooded the large room from the openings made by the shattered glasses. Flying around and above the girl who was levitating with chains on wrist and over her ankle. 

Suddenly the door blasted open one more time, the metal locks shattered, the door, scattered to pieces.

A lady, dressed as a nun as well walked upright, into the room. Everything seemed to be slowed down as things moved at slower frames, the lady included. She stretched out her right hand and stopped few inches before the other nuns and the girl before them.

The other nun's parted way in fear, tears and doubt. Holding her gown with her left hand at great grip and the right stretched out at the demon, she raised her voice to the room. "The Lord demands his body of his servant back." "What he had made, he takes away, so hereby, I cast thee Pazuzu, angel of Lucifer, out of this young soul!" She yelled compellingly.

"Flee from it!" She yelled.

Her last words forced paramount discomfort into demon. The head of the girl shaking uncontrollably. The bats all stormed out like dust of the winds. 

"What the Lord has made, Flee from it!" The nuns all chanted together as they assembled beside the one who just came in.

The girls yell became louder and suddenly a creature in the form of a bat flew out of her mouth. She fell back down to the bed and as the creature was seen, it was bigger than what just left the girl's body. It's body is as bald as the head of a lad vulture and its skin is as pale and brown. It cried and flapped its wings multiple times before it fell to the floor and sank like the waters drying up on a farm land.

"Anne Marie!" The Father exclaimed as he walked towards her. He took her palm and praised her and her glare demanded space.

"How pathetic." She spoke up in her voice of glory. Her face was endowed with natural beauty, fair face, fair lips and brown eyes being almost similar to the hazel color.

"After all you have been through, at this very moment you loose faith!" She roared angrily.

The other nun's had their heads down casted in shame as they lost words. 

"The...de.. The...demon was power....powerful!" A nun swiftly spoke up, stuttering heavily.

"And didn't the Lord give you domination over all things on earth!" Annie walked over to the nun, raised her head up by the jaw and looked into her eyes. "Wasn't this demon on earth?" And you lost faith!" She added as her voice calmed.

"Clean the house of the Lord and get the windows fixed!" "The Lord have mercy on you all!" Annie's last words as she walked out on all of them.

"May the Lord have mercy on us!" They added, slightly tapping their foreheads, left side of the chest and over to the right side. This was followed by drawing a cross sign with the crosses they had on their hands all within a maximum of not less than seven seconds.

Scene changes over to a more quiet layer. It seemed to be the church but a very quite different place from the other. Annie Marie was seen again, from her side, her both hands resting by her back lower waist. Blue and white water rays reflecting on her face and habit although what was before her and what she was looking at wasn't seen, yet.

"What is it?" She spoke swiftly with the lips and tongue of a French accent.