My name is Christian, i am a volunteer at our local church. It was sunday afternoon before the mass started that an idea came up to my mind, an outreach program for people with mental health problems like anxiety, depression and such. I came up with this idea because my little sister also suffers from depression and i watch her suffer everyday. I always try to help her and make her feel good but after a day or two or sometimes just a few hours she'll be depressed again. She believes in God because we are catholics but she drifted away from her faith and relationship with God. I always try to make her come to our church and get some counseling to get her faith back hoping that her depression and anxiety will go away, but she didnt want to come to church. She seem so afraid of the outside world maybe because of the bullying she have gone through. Thats when i came up with the idea of that outreach program. The plan is we come to their home, we enter their comfort zone and help them however we can mentally and spiritually.
When the mass started i cant stop thinking about my idea. I was sitting in the front row, i noticed that something was off with father benjamin as he was sitting in the podium behind the altar. He looks pale, disoriented and cant stop looking at his finger nails and hands, i also notice that he has a red mark on his neck, looks like someone tried to strangle him. I was so worried i wanted to go up the podium and check on him but i hold it in for a moment. It was the part of the sermon when i realize that i had to do something, father Benjamin didnt know what he was preaching and people are looking at each other. they felt also felt something isnt right with father benjamin. everyone that attends this church knows him. He is very popular because of his funny and meaningful sermons, he is a rockstar priest, but he was different that afternoon, they could barely understand what he was saying. I stood up and call the other priest in the office to sub for father benjamin. He was cool with it. I come out and step out of the podium and pull father benjamin aside and tell the announcer to inform everyone that the mass will continue in just a few minutes. I pulled father benjamin outside to get some fresh air. " father are you okay?" I asked. "No, i really dont know what im doing here." He cried as sweat pours down wrinkled forehead.
"she was right. She was right." He said covering his eyes with his hands. I was confused, "who was right? Father what are you talking about?" I asked and removed his hands that was covering his eyes and force him to look at me, i fall to the ground and almost peed my pants after i saw his eyes rolled to the back of his head and a bug come out of his now widely opened mouth. I was so scared i crawled away from him i heard a thud behind me and i looked back. Father benjamin is now lying on the floor with his eyes closed. Two of my collegues came out and screamed "what happened?" i couldnt speak a word. They called 911 emergency and the next thing i know i was in a hospital bed sharing bedroom with father benjamin.
I rub my eyes and sat up. I heard the toilet bowl flushed inside the bathroom and the door opened. It was father oswald the one that substitute father Benjamin earlier. He looked at me and smiled "what happen?"i asked him. " i think i should be the one asking you that." He said and sat down. " i dont know, he told me something like 'she was right' i asked who but his eyes rolled over and a bug come out of his mouth. I got scared and didnt know what to do and now im here." I answered i have a slight headache at the moment trying to remember what happened. I looked at father benjamin resting on the other bed beside me. Looks like he's just sleeping. "Is he okay?" I asked. "Doc said he's okay. Looks like it indeed." Father oswald answered. "The girl he was talking about, who was she?" I asked "son, do you really want to know?" Father oswald's expression turned serious and looks at me. "Yes" i answered.
"Last night, we perform an exorsicm to this young girl outside of town. Her name was becky. We were a little too late, the demon was too deep inside her and took over her body when we arrived. The demon was so strong and so clever. She uses the girl to spit out all our sins in our face. She told me that i still have more way to go and ask for forgiveness but she said that father benjamin's soul already belong to hell and urges him to kill himself over and over and then she attacked him. Thats when we decided to stop and urges the mother to tie her up until the priest from vatican arrived." I was shocked at this moment and i recall seeing father benjamin's eyes rolled up, i shook my head. "But why would she say that?" I asked"She said it was because people idolised him and give him gifts and pray using his name." He added, now it make sense to me, "father benjamin didnt have the intention to be treated that way." I said. "Wrong, he takes pleasure of beeing praised and idolizes by people. I told him about it some time ago that he should tell his followers to stop treating him like that but he shrugged it off his shoulders." He said. Thats way he always had full of boxes of gifts and envelopes on his desk. "Okay, Chris i have to go. Tell Father Benjamin when he wakes up that i was here." He stood up and walked to the door. "I called your family and they are on their way here. take care of father benjamin okay?"he said "yes father, thank you. take care." I lay back down and closed my eyes. About three am when i was awoken by something moving my bed. I opened my eyes and see two nurses waking me up. "Sir we have to transfer you to another room" she said, sounds of camera shutter echoing and police radio stuttering. "But why?" I asked, i looked beside me and was horrified but what i saw. Half of Father Benjamin's body was lying on the ground and his torso slightly hanging, his bedsheet wrapped around his neck and tied to the metal railing head board of his bed that caused him to die from hanging. I wept and screamed his name. I want to get out of the room as quickly as possible. They help me go to the wheel chair. i look the other way to avoid getting another glimpse of the horrible sight and and they roll me out and transfer me to another room. I couldnt stop crying. The police asked me a few questions about what happen but i couldnt give them an information because i was asleep. They asked me if i havent heard anything from that time frame, i said i didnt and they looked at me puzzled and trying to connect each pieces together. They told me they will keep in touch and asked me not to leave the town. I didnt sleep after that, about 7 am when my family picked me up at the hospital. When i got home i took a bath and changed my clothes but i didnt put my shirt on because it was hot in our area. I feel like some stinging on my back and i go to my sister's room to get her check on it. She was without words when i shown her the skin on my back. "Why arent you saying anything? Whats on my back?" I looked at the mirror on her bathroom and was also shooked There was a letter written on my back that says
"Repent and ask for forgiveness. Save your sister while you still can"
