The Exorcist Audiobook Novels & Stories

she utters, then makes the sign of the cross and ends it with a statement that sounded like— “Deliver us from evil, Lord.” “You know what? Of course you wouldn't be going anywhere. I cannot have you here, and just let you… slip up. It seems to me that the earlier rituals and exorcism didn't quite work. That's alright. We will perform another. You will be cleansed and free from all evil. Whatever has possessed you, we will pray it out. The Lord will deliver.” My heart starts beating loudly on hearing the word exorcism. I can't go back there. I can't go back to that basement. They'll kill me there, and no one would know. I won't survive it down there. I just wouldn't.

This was the raw, beautiful chaos of his existence. But something was wrong. Wrapped around the silver pillars of his humanity were thick, pulsating red chains. They looked like rusted iron, smelling of oil and blood. They were tightening, crushing the silver light, suffocating it. “INTRUDER DETECTED.” The voice boomed from everywhere and nowhere. The red chains suddenly animated, rearing up like cobras. Scarlett didn't flinch. In this mental world, she was her true self—the Grand Exorcist. Her jade brush was now a spear of pure golden light.