Sacrificial Exorcism
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Last published Mon, Nov 9, 2015
"But, Hamka, you're one of the best in the field!" Isaiah cried out.
"With enough time and patience, you can teach an orangutan how to exorcise someone," he replied.
Hamka Ali, a prodigy in the field of Islamic exorcism, is desperate to denounce his title. He just wants to pursue a career that does not haunt him in his dreams or require him to interact with entities of another dimension. It's bad for his health.
"But if you don't do it, who's gonna do it?" Isaiah demanded.
Well... that has always been the issue, has it not?
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