Out_of_the_Devil_39_s_Cauldron

Now I had a fight on my hands. Rachael was very alarmed but quiet. What had gotten in her daughter
was an old, demonic spirit. And all this was happening because Sarah’s dad, Mr. Ex, was trying to
put a spell on my relationship with Rachael. I finally left Rachael’s place and headed home, but
afterwards all hell broke loose.
Rachael called me first thing the next day, her voice trembling.
“John, John, you don’t know what happened to Sarah and me last night after you left.”
“Tell me, what happened?” I said.
“As soon as you were gone, I sensed a heavy presence hovering over my apartment. I grabbed
Sarah and we went into the bathroom to take a shower to shake things off. But things got worse. As
we were coming out of the bathroom, I looked into my living room. The same fear gripped me again,
but this time even worse. My blood went cold and I tried to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth
—something had me by the throat. I saw this monster, like a four-legged animal with fiery red eyes,
sitting in my living room. I knew that was the devil himself, sitting there waiting for my daughter and
me. As I grabbed Sarah to run into my bedroom and close the door behind me, I felt that thing get up
and try to chase us into the room. I slammed the door and started to call on the name of Jesus. Once I
did that, it was gone. What is going on, John?”
“This all has to do with your ex,” I said. “I had nothing to do with it. But I’ll tell you what,
just because it affected Sarah, he will pay the price. I will make sure he gets punished beyond what he
could ever imagine.”
I hung up the phone.