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Tag: demon

  • unseen


    Dozing on the couch this morning…

    ….I come into the room and see a baseball cap suspended in the air at about waist height, nothing apparently holding it up. It is not frozen in place,  immobile — rather, it drifts and bobs slightly, like a magician’s trick.

    I reach out to grab it, try to push it down, but something unseen resists. Try again, but it is like pressing against a powerful helium balloon.

    And then it has me.

    An unseen pressure wraps around my forearm, climbing to my shoulder, tightening around my chest. I try to raise my arms but something forces them back down. I try to speak, to banish this entity with my words of power, with the names of my gods, but my jaw is held fast and my lips will only allow a burbling mumble to escape.

    I push backwards to escape its grasp but it is like moving through taffy. It is all around me now, forcing my head down and holding my arms in an invisible half-Nelson.

    It throws me against the wall and I try again to speak, to banish. Nothing but idiot sounds and whimpers escape my lips.

    I raise my hands against it, try to snap my fingers or clap, anything to break its hold… But the unseen dread forces my arms back down to my sides, pressing me harder against the wall.

    No, it’s not a wall. It’s the closed door of the room.

    I wrap my fingers around the knob and twist, throwing myself backwards out of the room. But I can’t escape the grasp of this thing which now pulls me backward down the hall, upright and heels dragging on the floor.

    In the family room, my wife sits up on the couch as I fall, stumble in slow motion through the room. Still captured, I stare at her and mumble my pleas for help as the unseen force slowly lifts me and proceeds to throw me around the room while my wife watches in horror.
    I wake up, my arms tingling with pins and needles, still trying to speak… and failing.

  • rush

    As I’m setting up the ironing board, something rushes towards me from the living room… low and broad and dark, like a wall of shadow.

    I do not flinch.

    It breaks around me like a wave around a rock, dissipates into streamers of fading black and gray… and then is gone.

     

  • pest control

    Here’s an e-mail i sent to my wife this morning, slowly starting to put together a plan to exorcise the entity that currently occupying our house…

    What I know (or think I know) about the entity in our house…

    • It is not human.
    • It never was human.
    • It is a conscious, aware entity.
    • It is negative.
    • It is drawn to insecurity, anxiety, and fear.
    • It can induce insecurity, anxiety, and depression.
    • It is not affected or intimidated by anger.
    • It can vocalize. It can speak.
    • It can make itself physically visible.
    • It is small but likes to pretend to be larger than it is.
    • It can imitate or impersonate different forms (male, female, animal, shadow).
    • It’s actual form is small, hunched, twisted, emaciated, pale.
    • It wears a mask.
    • It’s real face is humanoid but damaged, skinned with exposed flesh, eye sockets, and teeth.
    • It can make physical noise in the environment.
    • It can have physical contact with people.
    • It can have physical interaction with objects.
    • It does not appear to be related to other phenomena or spirits in the house.
    • It does not have any apparent connection or claim on our house or land.
    • It does not have an apparent connection or claim to anyone currently living in the house.
    • It appears to have full run of the house and is not limited or confined to particular rooms or areas.
    • It does not want us to leave the house. It is not trying to drive us away.
    • It goes inactive for periods of time.
    • It increases activity when there are significant shifts in the weather or seasons.
    • It is more active at night.
    • It can manifest in or affect dreams, particularly during the hypnagogic stage.
    • It manifests most often in the bedrooms, presumably because that’s when people are alone or vulnerable.
    • It does not appear to target animals or pets.
    • It tends to avoid attacks or activity when multiple people are present.
    • It attacks individuals when they are alone.
    • It attacks women more than men.

    Now, a couple of assumptions of which I am fairly confident…

    • It is not particularly strong.
    • It avoids direct confrontation or interaction.
    • It prefers indirect or surprise attacks.
    • It is not old.
    • It does not have a name.
    • It feeds on negativity, sadness, mental instability, or suffering.
    • It most likely is a manifestation generated by the grief, guilt, and suffering that occurred after Chris and Kelly’s [the previous owners] baby died.
    • It did not cause the death of their baby.

    (I suppose it is possible that it existed before Chris and Kelly, and it just attached itself and fed off of their misfortune. But I don’t think so.)

    _____

    We lead an interesting life.

  • nemesis

    Talking with my wife today about recent events, particularly those involving our daughter. Making plans for when the exorcism should be performed, discussing when she might be able take our daughter out of the house for an hour or two. So I can work.

    She remarks that we should time it with the next full moon phase. Personally, I don’t necessarily see that as a requirement for this particular sort of entity but we’re in this together, she knows what she’s talking about, and it can’t hurt to check when the moon will be full next.

    Eight days away.

    So we have to keep it tamped down for about a week. A few simple cleansing rituals, push it back into the corners and make sure not to give it anything to gain strength from — no negativity, fear, stress.

    Fair enough.

    Starting in on some work at the office, Spotify’s “Your Discover Weekly” playlist queues up a song I haven’t heard (or even thought about) in almost two decades. Shriekback’s “Nemesis”.

    I have a faint memory of seeing the video for this song on MTV, recalling a vague sense of unease and dread that it instilled in me — the feeling that something dark was being invoked.

    “No one move muscle as the dead come home.”

    Okay then. Thanks Spotify but if you’re going to be like that I think I’ll just go with Sirius XM for the rest fo the afternoon.

    The song playing on Sirius XM is, you guessed it, Shriekback’s “Nemesis”.

    That’s… odd, I think to myself.

    And then the next song is Depeche Mode’s “Blasphemous Rumors”.

    After that, it’s INXS “Devil Inside”.

    Makes you wonder, wonder, wonder…