Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 16 | Georgia

There is something about small towns that just makes me cringe. I feel filthy and gross. I don't know if their hillbilly ways are contagious! Maybe it's a brain virus that we take as stupidity. Anyone that believes that a wooden cross and the words of a leather bound book is going to compel a Satanic spirit has to be dumb as a bag of rocks.

The second I stepped out of the car I was met by the foul stench of cattle. When Ricky gets to go to conferences in Paris in five star hotels, he doesn't take me. But he wouldn't dream of forgetting me on a mission to ass-fuck nowhere, Georgia. He's going to pay for this one. On the bright side, we weren't too terribly far from the base, which is in Graceland. Balz and Ryan-Ashley met us down here. It was unfair, after all, that the rest of us got to go on a killing spree and they didn't.

"I guess I should be thankful I didn't wear my nun dress." I said as I surveyed the distance with my eyes.

"...Why?" Balz asked with concern.

I half-smirked, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, "Didn't you hear? We get to play with the Devil."

"But I thought Kuza wasn't coming?" Ryan-Ashley responded.

I laughed under my breath and started to follow Ricky towards the barn we'd be dropped in front of. "He'll be out of commission for a little while."

It might not be the worst thing in the world. Vanessa didn't happen to mention where she shot him. She said he was fine though and at least if it went straight through, he won't need surgery. I'm sure the medical staff will still force him to stay on bed rest until it's healed. He could use a break from everyone to be alone with his thoughts. After burning your girlfriend of three years alive, you really should take some time to recollect your thoughts. Maybe that's just me though.

The priest stood in front of the barn with some of the other agents. Two nuns were beside him, one older and one younger. All three looked terrified, which is understandable. The source of evil, in their eyes at least, is terrorizing their town. It's pretty quiet right now. Wherever this bitch is, she's laying low. She's got a brain on her. Normally in possession cases the infected doesn't give a shit about strategy. Nothing about any of this was normal though. It wasn't a textbook possession case but that's why they called us.

"Father, this is our specialty team I was telling you about." One of the other feds said. I've never really cared much to learn their names whenever they're below us on the totem pole.

Both nuns took a few steps back. The priest looked at the fed like he had two heads. "Are you in your right mind? They are murderers. They reek of pure evil, just like that harlot!"

I rolled my eyes, "Fine. Go find someone else willing to chase down your satanic bitch."

He sighed, "My apologies. These circumstances are not... ideal, but it'll have to work."

"Just give me a gun and let's get this over with." I griped.

"No weapons, unfortunately." Ricky grumbled, "Per the priest's request, we're supposed to find her and detain her so they can perform an exorcism."

"Some exorcisms can last days. I'm not sticking around that long." Ryan-Ashley said.

"Besides, I thought we're supposed to keep church and state separate? This is a federal matter. Why are we giving the priest a say at all?" I added.

The fed just shook his head. We can get to be a frustrating group, I get it. But for fuck's sake, if you're sending me in to deal with a bitch that murdered seventy people with her bare hands, I want a damn gun. This town smells like shit and death. I'll need ten showers just to get the aroma out of my hair. This is so not worth it.