Prologue

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Buzzzz I reached in the darkness of my bedroom for my phone. I found it and it read 'Chief Calling'. I answered it. He began saying "Stephen we have one." I replied, "Ok, send me a location and I'll be there." click. I got dressed in my uniform which consisted of jeans, a black button-up, and my blazer. I opened my phone and saw one unread message. '12th and chapel district.' I thought 'That's a dark part of town figures. There's a case there.'

I walked into my kitchen and flipped on the lights, revealing stainless steel kitchen appliances. I went to a cabinet at the end of the kitchen which looks like a broom closet. I opened it and went through it into my office which was not in the earthly realm. It's in the purgatory realm. I grabbed a leather bag that had a heavily embroidered cross on it. I walked back through the kitchen and muttered "Close." in Latin. I heard a slight whoosh then I continued to my garage. Which was off the left of the kitchen. I got into my squad car which was a matte black 1967 Sabrey. I backed out and headed to the southside.

When I entered the southside district I noticed the change in the spiritual realm. When I turned onto 12th street my car shut off and the doors opened. Weird, but not unusual for one of my cases but nonetheless weird. The house was a corner lot so it had a wrap-around yard. The yard was dead to the property line. I got out of my car and heard screaming. The people who gathered at the curb weren't even phased, meaning it's in another realm I'm hearing. I walked up to the little suburban house and entered. Bam the door slammed shut and locked behind me. I then reached into my bag and pulled out a little journal. I opened it and started thumbing through the pages which were compressed information about demons. I walked over to the room the growling was coming from and peered in. To my surprise, it was a man writhing around on the ceiling. I then commanded, "What is your name?" The man's head turned 360° and in a growl, He said "My name isn't important Stephen Smith." I then stared him in the eyes and said "Fine, don't tell me. Tell him." The demon-possessed man looked confused. I began reaching in my bag till I felt it and pulled out a crucifix. The possessed man fell off the ceiling screaming in pain. I then put it down and commanded again "What is your name!" He looked up with his eyes yellow and inflamed and said "I am Alastor the great Archdemon!" Its voice now raised in tone. I simply replied "Alastor by the name of Jesus Manifest!" The man whose face had been hidden by darkness began to transform. The man opened his mouth and vomited up a dark red liquid. As the liquid hit the floor it began to manifest a tall dark red figure with yellow eyes. I began to think 'Alastor the Archdemon, ok he has to be manifested then cast back to Hell, not the dry places.' So I began to speak then He began with "Stephen it doesn't work like the books I am simply a messenger. Here's your message 'Your prison awaits you here unless you find me the remains of Eve.' Luci told me to tell you good luck.' Well, I should be going." I looked him dead in the eye and shook my head. "My turn." in Latin I said "You will now heed my command Alastor. By the Blood of cavalry, you will be sent back to Hell now by Jesus's name!" The demon began to writhe with smoke then the screaming. The floor opened up an orange glow emanating from it then the hands of all the souls grabbed him. Dragging him in with a bloodcurdling scream. I then said, "Hey Luci remember I run your errands not work for you." In Latin, I muttered "Close." Then it closed on the demon's head causing it to turn to ash. BEEP BEEP BEEP.

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