But Lucia was not heard, and they tied the obsessed with belts. Eric resisted, his face was constantly changing: he was a boy, as before, then a terrible beast, then again a man, but with fangs and black eyes. Parents held their son by the arms and legs, and with horror endured his screams and laughter. Meanwhile, Dave took out the Bible and leafed through it, trying to find the right words.

"It's early," the demon-ghost prompted, sitting upside down on the ceiling and calmly sipping a cocktail. “First spread the lit candles in a pentagram around him, so you will protect his human soul.

Dave put his hand into his pocket, but found only three candles there. I had to break two in half, and after that he pushed the bed away from the wall. Then he asked his wife, laying out the candles in the corners of the pentagon, and lighting them:

- Do you care about him so much?

“I don’t care…” Lucia replied, and another glass of blood appeared in her hand.

“It's a strange question, he's actually my son,” Erika's mother replied, thinking that this question was addressed to her.

“Oh, sorry, I know,” the medium apologized to the woman, meanwhile turning the pages again. Don't mind me, I'll often talk to myself.

- Here's the kick! Lucia yelled, now standing in the aisle between this room and the kitchen, and then threw the knife at his stomach.

- Are you really sick? Dave shouted, holding the wound in pain.

But after this cry, the demoness became completely angry, and threw a dozen more knives at him, mixed with forks. The writer dodged, and when he turned back all the cutlery disappeared, and Lucia was still sitting on the ceiling, as if nothing had happened. However, she nevertheless heard criticism in her address, and answered loudly, throwing her finished glass into it:

- Am I sick ?! Oh you are a bastard!

“Listen, it’s not up to you now…

“You were five years old before me!”

- But, Lucy ...

- You yourself are Lucy !!!

Out of anger, Lucia assumed her demonic form, the walls shook, creatures crawled out of the drawings, and everyone pounced on the medium and began to tear him apart. The owners of the apartment did not see anything of this, except for Dave, who behaved strangely: he was talking to himself, for some reason he abruptly grabbed his stomach, turned to the non-existent Lucy, and now he was standing and convulsing. But all this faded into the background, and Dave's visions stopped when Eric broke one belt and began to tear the second one.

“I told you we needed chains!” Lucia, looking satisfied that she was right, sat down in a chair made of bones and began to enjoy the show.

Everyone immediately grabbed Eric's freed arm and tied it up again. And Dave opened the first section that came across, because there was no time to look for the right one, and began to read it aloud. And he was lucky, because it acted on the demon, like the squeaking of a fork on a plate. And he began to speak in agony in an unknown language.

- What's this? Demon language? Dave asked the ghost of his wife. - What he says?

“Sent you somewhere far away and deeper. You better read him chapter 22, page 147. Maybe he will come to his senses and say something necessary.

Dave began to read, from which Eric began to twitch violently, break the shackles, and then loudly shouted something to the reader in demonic language. These words made Lucia angry, went up to Dave and said:

- Yes, he probably does not understand who he contacted. So, I will speak, and you repeat after me word for word. - Then she began to whisper in Dave's ear, and he spoke these words to the demon in Eric in demonic language: - Do you even understand who you are snapping at? Completely freaked out, idiot! Even though you can't see, Lucia is standing next to you. And she is very interested in who you are and what the hell are you doing here?!

"It can't be," the demon in Eric was visibly frightened by such a statement, but then he smiled broadly and spoke demonically. “Devil Lucia herself came to me?” Well, you must! It is a pity that I am tied, otherwise I would bow like a madman. Ha ha, me too, the seed of Satan! Do you hope that I will tell you about my plans?.. Fuck you! Bite it!

- Here's the fucking boor! - Lucia got angry and turned to Dave: - Listen, dear, read the 214th page to him, maybe he will come to his senses. – The medium read, the demon in Eric screamed furiously in pain, began to toss and turn, gnawed at his hands, all on fire. When Dave was halfway through, Lucia said to him, "Now tell him, 'Say the name!' on the demonic, and read this verse until it splits.

Dave continued to read in Latin, the demon fought in hysterics, constantly changing faces. Eric's parents did not understand anything, but continued to hold him, praying that everything would end soon. Finally, Geneks read to the end, there was only one word left to say, but instead he put a cross to Eric's forehead. Unable to stand it, the demon shouted so loudly that the chandelier and the rest of the glass in the room shattered:

“Death to those who doubt the power of Krosir!”

“Ah, Krosir,” Lucia recognized him, and was even disappointed. “Small, weak parasitic demon. Herod, who can only show off and move into defenseless children. Ugh, I was hoping it would be more interesting! “Having learned that now they would get rid of him, the demon Krosir tore the belt on the second hand, pushed away those who held it, and began to free himself. This time, Lucia looked at him not as a weakling who gave up so easily, but as a prey that was about to slip away. “Okay, honey, let’s get this over with. I want his soul! — and Dave has been leafing through the Bible for a long time, knowing that time is short. - Your mother, how helpless you are! Open the Epilogue to page 374.

— Are you sure? — Dave is restlessly looking for this chapter, although Krosir has already begun to play with the lighting, and the third day without sleep is making itself felt - all the letters in front of him are blurry.

- Oh, don't be stupid. I can see through paper. Let's read it quickly. And wake these two up, he'll be out soon!

Lucia has already become like a football fan: seeing how bad everything is, she herself wanted to help. She tried to help her husband open the right page, but her fingers kept passing through the pages, then she ran up to the possessed Eric and wanted to tie him back, but she could not take anything. This thirst to help, but the inability to do something, was very annoying. And yet she thought of what she could do: when she saw that Dave didn't see the small letters in the book at all, she began to show the necessary words with her visions. Dave saw how words in the ancient Roman language were burned right in front of his eyes, and he began to read them. Hearing that he was being expelled, Krosir began to flounder even more furiously, with his cry he woke up Eric's parents. And then suddenly the candles went out and the electricity in the house went out, pitch darkness came.

“Your mother,” the demon ghost got angry. “I told you we needed chains!” Okay, hubby, read on, don't stop! He couldn't run far.

Dave continued to read the words that appeared as a running line before his eyes, while the others tried to light up the room in any way. Then there was a rustle upstairs, and when the room was well lit, everyone saw Eric running across the ceiling. He ran away from the eyes as fast as a spider, so to stop him, Dave continued the ritual. This got on the nerves of the demon, he soon stopped in place, growling and baring his teeth at the medium, tried to pounce, but something would not let him. Then he began to look at him intently, while he waved his hand, and Dave heard a frightened squeal from Eric's mom. A knife flew into the room and, just like in the vision, flew into the writer's stomach. It was lucky that Dave remembered his trajectory from the vision and caught the knife with the book. But then he remembered that this knife in the vision was followed by the rest of the cutlery, he grabbed Eric's parents and pulled them violently to the floor behind him. Knives and forks flew over them and stuck deep into the wall, passing through Lucia. A dozen stab wounds appeared on the demoness's torso, she examined herself and spread her hands with a smile. Dave got up and continued to read, he had already reached the last paragraph, which made Krosir unbearably ill, and he fell on the bed. The demon fought in terrible agony, the walls trembled, plaster crumbled from the ceiling, furniture bounced a little. Finally Dave finished reading the last line: and he fell on the bed. The demon fought in terrible agony, the walls trembled, plaster crumbled from the ceiling, furniture bounced a little. Finally Dave finished reading the last line: and he fell on the bed. The demon fought in terrible agony, the walls trembled, plaster crumbled from the ceiling, furniture bounced a little. Finally Dave finished reading the last line: