Jessica's Diary! Conclusion
Then David asked him what his plan was. “Plan?” the priest said, as he began to laugh. "I have no plan.” Then there was a moment of silence. "Once we walk down into that basement, nothing may happen, my friend. On the other hand.” he said, as he paused and took a deep breath. “The demon may run the show. He’s very powerful as you yourself have seen. I guess there’s only one way for us to find out how this will end.” he said."
With that said, he opened his door and stepped out. Then he leaned down and picked up his bible off the seat and went to David’s side of the car and helped him get out. The street was dark and the street lights did little to make the darkness retreat. In a few minutes they were staring at the front door of 925 Larch Lane. There was no wind at that moment, no one walking their dogs and no passing cars.
There was only a deathly silence. Father Janovich held his bible in one hand and a heavy gold crucifix chain in his other hand. David’s gun was on his left side far from his reach. He knew it wouldn't do him any good against a demon anyway. It was then that David tapped the priest's shoulder and he jumped. "Sorry to startle you Father but how do you want to enter the house? Do we enter from the front or back door?" David asked.
He looked at David in an almost comical way and said, "If the demon is near, he will let us in. He isn’t afraid." That was the last thing David wanted to hear at that moment. The priest waved his hand for David to follow him as he headed for the front porch. When they reached the steps, with each step they took, David heard the boards squeak. Father Jovanovich looked at David and then to the door.
He turned the knob and pushed the door open. The door opened slowly and David could feel his heart pounding. He felt sweat running down his face too. Father Janovich led the way and David followed close behind. Suddenly, David realized that the power was out in the basement and he whispered, "Wait! Let me go back to my car and get a flashlight." David watched Father Janovich pull a flashlight from his pocket as he whispered, "I already thought of that.
I'm one step ahead of you detective." As they stood in front of the basement steps, David could see the basement door was no longer on its hinges. The hinges themselves had been torn from the door frame. Father Janovich's shaky hand reached inside and flipped the light switch, but nothing happened. As the priest shone the beam of his flashlight on the blood stained steps, the memories of David’s fellow officers who had died haunted him.
Father Jovanovich looked at him and whispered, "It's time to walk down these steps my friend." As the priest was about to begin to walk slowly down the basement stairs, David heard the distinct sound of growling to his right. It was the sort of sound that made him think hewas something's dinner. He quickly looked to his right and peering out of the blackness of the hallway were two sets of red glowing eyes and they were coming closer.
David was frozen with fear. He couldn't walk down the stairs and he knew better then to run. Father Jovanovich heard the sounds too and stepped in front of him. "I don't think whatever it is in the basement wants you to come downstairs detective. Perhaps it would be a good idea for you to wait outside or in the car?" Father Janovich said in a frightened voice. No one had to ask David twice as he began to back up slowly toward the front door. He was worried he might trip over something and be killed right then and there.
When he reached the front door, something lifted him off the ground as if I was a rag doll and he felt himself thrown past the porch and onto the lawn. Then he heard the front door slam shut. When David hit the ground he cried out as his chest wounds broke open and he began to bleed again. David had cradled his injured arm to protect it as he tumbled and rolled. Now it hurt even more.
He lay there on the ground trying to catch his breath. He was dazed and it took him a few minutes, but he managed to get back on his feet. Obviously the demon wanted this fight to be one on one and he could stay outside and await the outcome or run like hell. He chose to stand his ground and wait. As the two demon dogs came closer and closer to Father Jovanovich, he stood his ground and held tightly to his crucifix.
Suddenly the little girl's spirit appeared between him and the dogs. As both dogs lungedat her with jaws open, she held out her hand with her palm facing the dogs. Suddenly there was a bright light that filled the hallway and the dogs disappeared. She turned to Father Jovanovich and smiled as sweat rolled down his cheeks and she offered her hand to him.
“The demon who awaits us downstairs is not as powerful as you think Father. Much of his power came from me. But I’m no longer afraid of him. Together you and I are powerful. He knows this but he still believes he will take your soul. You must not show fear, not even in your eyes, your heart or your mind. He will know it. You know what must be done." the little spirit said as she looked up at the priest. Then she pointed toward the basement steps. Father Jovanovich let go of her hand and reached into his pocket and took out a bottle of holy water.
He blessed the spirit of the little girl in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Then he reached down and took her hand and together they walked down the eight steps. Once they were in the basement the only light was from the priest’s flashlight. Then his flashlight went dead. Father Janovich could hear screams, horrendous growling and he smelled the stench of death, so appalling to the senses that he wanted to vomit.
Then Father Jovanovich shouted, "If you’re so powerful why do you hide in the darkness?" Suddenly all the noises stopped. The basement lights came on and in the far corner stood a man in his 30's, wearing jeans, black tennis shoes and a green shirt.He had long shoulder length greasy black hair. His nose was distorted as if it hadonce been broken. His beard was black, unkempt and his eyes sunken. He was smiling with both of his hands on his hips.
"So priest, you’ve come here to send me back to hell?" the demon shouted as he began to laugh. As far away as they stood from each other, his breath smelled horrible. The little girl tugged on Father Jovanovich's arm and whispered, "He’s the one who killed me and the demon hides within him." Father Janovich looked down at the child spirit and nodded. “If you’re such a powerful demon, why are you afraid to show yourself to me as you really are?
“Is the spirit of a dead man from more powerful then you are? Show yourself, I command it!” Father Janovich shouted. The priest had provoked the demon's anger indeed and the spirit of the killer vanished. As suddenly as the man disappeared, the demon took his place. This was the first time the priest had seen an actual demon and what was worse, he would have to fight him, to save his soul as well as the soulsof others.
The demon stood close to seven feet tall, with grotesque arms that ended in claws. He wore a velvet cloak, but was neither man nor beast, yet part of each. A sinister white fog was forming at his feet, turning smoky gray and then a dull black. It didn’t spread nor fade away. It just lingered. He glared at the priest and then saw the little girl. His voice thundered, "You! You are mine to command, not his. Come to me now!”
But she shook her head no, gripping the priests hand tighter. She shouted, "My power is no longer yours, demon, it belongs to this priest who will destroy you!" Suddenly, with the wave of the demon’s hand, a bolt of fire raced directly at both of them, but she raised her hand also and a glowing wall surrounded both her and Father Jovanovich. Flames circled both of them yet they were unharmed.
When the flames were gone the demon shouted, "This fight is not yours child, it’s Evil against good, be gone!” but she shook her head no again. The walls thundered from his voice so loud, David could hear it from where he lay in the front yard. "What will you trade for the souls I’ve not yet taken priest? Will you give me your soul?" he asked with a snide smile. The time had come for Father Jovanovich todo what he had come to do, to send the demon back tothe underworld if he could.
Father Janovich had spoken to the girl's spirit when he was at the cemetery. The priest had given to her the same papers, he had committed to memory. It was his only hope along with his prayer to God, that together they would be powerful enough to send the demon back to his world, forever. In unison, the little girl and the priest began to speak. "Lord Jesus, I belong to you.
You have saved me and redeemed me by your blood. Give us strength to defeat the demon before us now. I renounce and separate myself from all familiar spirits, however acquired. We call upon you, Lord, to deliver us from evil and to protect us with your angels. We renounce you Satan and all you stand for. You do not belong in this world. By the power of the Father, the Son and The Holy Ghost I command you to be gone and to never return, Amen!"
As the last words were spoken, the demon rushed towards the priest and little girl,his arms outstretched, his claws open, his voice snarling and smoke leaving his mouth. Father Jovanovich held up his gold crucifix before the demon and in those last few inches the demon vanished and the blackish smoke faded away. There was a deathly silence in that basement now. Father Jovanovich was unaware that his face had been blistered by the demon.
As he kneeled down beside the little girl, her hand brushed his cheeks and the blisters were gone. "Father." she said with a childish excitement, “You and I sent the demon away. He will not return." The priest hugged the girl's spirit and kissed her cheek. Then he saw sadness in her eyes as she whispered, “It's time for me to go now. I’m so glad you asked me to help.”
Father Jovanovich said in a soft comforting voice, "God loves you very much." and he watched her wave goodbye and disappear. When David saw the front door open and the priest step out and wave, he was relieved. Father Janovich didn't know what to say or how to say it as he approached David and told him the demon was gone. David had a million questions and Father Jovanovich had to finally tell him to stop talking. "Relax my son I will tell you everything on the way to the emergency room." the priest said as he helped David back to his car.
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