Be goneI say, the bloodline of Lucifer, who is the inventor and master of all deceit, the enemy of man’s salvation. Stop now and flee this place at once, I command you.

By the time we had finished with the cleansing of the Blackwood Manor it had taken the entire day, and it was now well past eight o’clock in the evening.

“Well Elizabeth, that took entirely longer than I had originally expected it to. Have you seen or heard anything unusual since we had started the cleansing?” 

“As a matter of fact Mason, I had noticed that everything in the Blackwood Manor seems to be way to quiet.”

“Well I guess the only other alternative we have now is to try an exorcism on Alexandrea.”

We made our way into her bedroom and noticed that she was still lying in her bed, lifeless, like a wax figure. I touched her arm and she was cold, like an ice cube.

“Elizabeth, I want you to hold the Holy Water and stand directly behind me when I start this exorcism. This is going to be very dangerous for all three of us. Alright, here it goes!”

Almighty God, Lord of all creation, who gave to your Holy Apostles the power to tramp underfoot the malevolent serpents and scorpions who along with the other mandates to work miracles and grant them the authority and power to say, depart you demon and by whose might Lucifer was made to fall from the heavens like lightning. I humbly call upon you asking that you grant me the will and steadfast faith I need along with the power of your might to confront this evil and expel this evil demon from this loving and kind woman.

It was at that moment that we heard a loud screech coming from within the Blackwood Manor. The plastered walls of the Manor shook violently, and things began to fly around the room. I wondered just how long the old place could stand the tremendous forces being released upon it. Then suddenly, I heard a hissing sound directly behind me, and as I turned around to get a glance of what it was, an evil force with unimaginative powers grabbed me by the throat. Within an instant, the life was quickly sucked out from within my body, and I was barely conscious. The only thing that I can distinctly remember is the room having a very strong smell of rotting flesh, as I lost consciousness.

When I awakened, it was already past midnight and the Witching Hour was at hand. Once again, the super-natural forces had transformed the Blackwood Manor into a single story dilapidated old shack, and Elizabeth and I were now aged sixty plus years. Everything was quiet at the moment, but in shambles. This was the first sign of violence encountered since arriving at the Blackwood Manor, but I knew there was more to come. I had cheated them out of Elizabeth and the Blackwood Manor, and the supernatural force was informing me that I was not about to cheat them out of Alexandrea without a fight.

When I asked Elizabeth what happened while I was unconscious, and how long I out was, a very strange look appeared on her face. She stared at me, frozen in time, as I asked her a second time, “Elizabeth what happened to me, and how long was I unconscious?”

“Mason, it was most unbelievable. I sat beside you the entire time that you were unconscious and saw the unimaginable happen. You are not going to believe what I am about to tell you. I distinctly got the impression that there were two supernatural forces within this room tonight.”

“Two supernatural forces, Elizabeth are you sure?”

“Yes! If I interpreted the entire situation right, they were fighting over the both of us, who are the only living people left in the Blackwood Manor. There were times when your entire body thrashed around the room until I thought every bone in your body must be crushed. Then your body would lay lifeless, suspended in mid-air while the supernatural forces proceeded with their ungodly battle.”

“Elizabeth, was there a smell of rotting flesh in the room?”

With a blank look on her face, she tried her best to remember.

“Rotting flesh, yes, I am pretty sure that it smelled like rotting flesh, or like something dead. I noticed the strong smell when your body was forcefully moved towards the couch by the supernatural force, and then there was some sort of an interruption in the fighting, and everything in the room became very quiet. In fact it became so quiet that you could actually hear a pin drop onto the kitchen floor.”

“Elizabeth, I could be wrong here, but I do think there are two supernatural beings in this house, a good one, and an evil one.

However, we had no way of knowing which one was which.