I returned to the house, equipped with crystals, sage, candles, holy water and other objects. I called a few other people to come and help. They were from 15 to 30 minutes away.
I was focused on a ritual I saw performed in a vision the last time I had been in that house. I wanted to bring out the entity and capture it within the circle of salt I drew on the floor. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest . . . My hands were shaking . . . I had to stay focused. I couldn’t allow my fear to control me . . . That thing fed on fear . . .
A Calm Enveloped Me . . . I Felt I Was No Longer Alone . . .
No, the other members of the “team” hadn’t arrived, but there were monks in their robes lighting the candles and placing them about the circle of salt. They also sprinkled the holy water around. They were chanting something in a language I didn’t understand. They burned other herbs . . . not the sage . . . Smoke filled the room . . . And in the center of the circle was a demon . . . Red eyes glowing . . . I looked away . . .