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    Dust and drywall crumbled from the
ceiling onto the uniformed bodies of the creature’s victims.
Clutching Father McGhee’s Bible to her chest, Abby looked
up.
    It shouldn’t have shocked her but it
did. Cheryl’s pale, cadaverous feet were floating in the air, her
entire body lit up with a sickly green hue. Her hair spread out
like Medusa, her skirt flapped in the stench of the wind, which
howled and whirled around the quaking room.
    “ WHY DO YOU REMAIN,
ABBY?”
    Abby shook the priest’s Bible at it.
“For Cheryl. Leave her alone!”
    The creature let out a horrible
belching sound, accompanied by a stench like rotting flesh. It was
laughing. A chorus of hundreds of ghouls, laughing. “DO YOU EVEN
KNOW WHO I AM, YOU PITIFUL LITTLE GIRL?”
    As, the house shook, pieces of plaster
got into Abby’s eyes, nose and mouth. Then something surged though
her entire being. It wasn’t adrenaline—she could tell. It was a
powerful sense of calm, like the familiarity of a childhood song.
She found herself at the point of decision: fight or
flight.
    “ I’M FEELING BENEVOLENT,
ABBY. RUN AWAY NOW, AND I’LL LET YOU LIVE.”
    It wasn’t her scientific mind telling
her to stay. No, that part of her had told her to run before she
even entered the house. Whatever it was, it felt like
something—someone she’d known all her life. “I’m not leaving
without Cheryl!” She stood up.
    The creature’s eyes glowed bloody red.
Cheryl’s veined face became skeletal, pulling her skin so taut it
began to crack, and blood oozed from the fissures. Instantly, Abby
felt an enormous weight push her down to the ground. She fell and
the Bible bounced away.
    “ I TOLD YOU TO
LEAVE!”
    “ And I told you: Not
without Cheryl!” Tears of fright and determination welled up in her
eyes.
    “ FOOL! FOR THOUSANDS OF
YEARS I HAVE TRAVELLED THE EARTH SEEKING TO DEVOUR WHOMEVER I
PLEASE! TODAY, BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR LAST BREATH, YOU SHALL KNOW THE
NAME OF HIM WHO RULES OVER ALL THE EARTH.”
    The wind felt like a tornado now. All
kinds of objects flew around the room. The green chair floated, the
entire four-post bed also rose off the ground. But that calm strong
voice within prompted Abby to shout, “Who are you!”
    The demon laughed arrogantly.
“LEGION.”
    At the very mention of its name, Abby
felt the blood drain from her face. She recognized IT from one of
the gospels, but couldn’t quite remember to what end.
    It let out another horrific
roar.
    This time, the cage of the Chihuahua’s
kennel began rattling. The little dog within had changed. Flashing
its fangs, its ears lying flat, it growled and smashed itself
repeatedly against the metal gate until, bloodied by repeated
blows, it dislodged from its plastic frame.
    Snarling, the dog ran over, leapt at
Abby aiming straight for her neck.
    Abby gasped and put up her arm to
block it. The dog sank its razor-sharp fangs into her forearm and
thrashed violently. Nothing she could do would pry it off. The more
she pulled, the deeper it bit.
    Frantic, her arm bleeding and burning
with pain, Abby dropped to the floor, breaking her fall with the
demon-possessed dog. It released its jaws.
    Exploiting the stunned animal’s
stupor, she grabbed it with both hands, tossed it into the closet,
and shut the door. Panting, she pressed her back up against the
door. But the dog began slamming against the closet walls and door,
growling ferociously, trying to get out. Abby would not move from
the door. The struggle continued until finally, the dog yelped and
the slamming stopped.
    A bloody puddle edged out from beneath
the closet door, touching the heel of Abby’s shoes. A cold tingle
crept up her spine.
    Overwhelmed and exhausted, Abby eyed
the door, the windows, any possible exit. If she could just make a
dash for—
    The door swung shut just as she
reached it. No matter how hard she twisted and pulled, it would not
open. Even though it had no lock.
    “ I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO
LEAVE,”