Hickory Dickory Hell

I thought it might be interesting to have a writing prompt inspired by a dream I had recently...
The Dream: The generative "I" personified in the dream was part of a family that was protected by an unknown outside force. That is to say, we had good "luck" and anything that attempted to harm us in anyway (including accidents) was turned aside, as forcibly as need be. However, any loved ones that were outside this circle were often met by slow, crippling illness, or some other form of gruesome demise.

It was surmised by the family that perhaps their protection came from a wicked source and they took the necessary steps to call it forth and exorcise it. The creature pleaded all the while with tear-stained eyes asking, "How could they? It's done nothing, but protect them." In it's last moments, it merely asked "Why?" and vanished. Its sorrow was palpable.

Shortly thereafter, a creature, which may or may not have been a possessed family member appeared behind us and in a deep basso thanked us for ridding them of "that nuisance." It proclaimed itself as "Exodus" and the real reason the outsiders had perished.
The Challenge: Write what comes next.