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As some of you may be aware, my brother passed away this week.

I wanted to thank all of you who have been so

kind as to send cards and flowers and even food.

It's greatly appreciated.

Our thoughts are with you, Father.

God bless you, your brother, your whole family.

Thank you, Joseph.

Morning, Sister.

Morning.

Oh, Sister,

would you speak with one of the Superior about the...

There's more in the common room.

Do you have a moment?

Maybe I will.

Your Excellency, Father,

how are you getting on?

Well, you know, yes.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

This is another transfer?

No.

These are psychiatric reports.

This is a very troubled woman.

Yes, that's the problem.

They haven't found anything abnormal.

The doctors, what do you mean?

Well, there must be something hissing at the side of the church.

How did this come to you?

They've exhausted all of the medical, biological theories.

The woman's parish wishes to attempt a solemn sacrament.

A solemn sacrament?

You mean an exorcism?

And you would like me to perform it?

No.

Some poor other soul already has that distinction.

And who is that?

Theophilus Reisinger.

Capuchin from Hump North, I believe.

Forgive me, Your Excellency, but if the capuchin

has already been assigned, why bring this to me?

Well, they'd like to carry out the deed here.

Here?

Your Excellency, if this woman has seen psychiatrists, then she's...

Clearly, there must be treatment more beneficial to her than exorcism.

There are many new remedies for mental disorders.

I was reading an article... It's all been finalized.

Her address, the number of the transport, it's right there in the file.

They are expecting your call.

I understand that this is most unusual, Father, but the woman is desperate.

She's tried everything else, but she's been suffering for years, apparently.

We'll speak with the Reverend Mother tomorrow after the morning mass.

Yes, you're the Manager of Operations, please.

Thank you.

Yes, hello, my name is Father Joseph Steiger.

I'm calling from St. Joseph's Church in Erling.

We have a passenger who needs transporting from our home in Marathon.

You have service from Marathon.

Her name is Emma Schmidt.

Mr. Schmidt has a very sensitive condition that any unwanted influence could disrupt.

So she will need a private car, just her and the driver.

And I would appreciate your discretion.

Yes, St. Joseph's Church on Olive Street in Erling.

Members of our church will be here to greet her.

Thank you.

She's asleep.

We'll bring her food when she's awake.

Thank you, Sister.

Mr. Fetcher, Father Theophilus.

Oh, are you Father Steiger?

Yes.

Father Theophilus?

Yes.

Oh, I was just on my way to the station to meet you.

Oh, well, I was waiting, and then... I'm so sorry.

I was going to greet you.

I was detained.

No surprise.

The devil will do whatever it takes to foil our plans.

We must be ready.

Father Theophilus.

Reverend Martha.

Welcome.

Thank you.

Come in, please.

Have a seat.

So, I've been reading Emma's files.

Yes.

Some very concerning behavior.

And I am not entirely convinced that the problem isn't psychological.

Well, the task will be handled with as little disruption as possible.

And I thank you, Reverend Martha, for allowing us

such a safe space to treat the afflicted thing.

What I need is a team of three in the room.

To assist with restraints, transitions, shorthand, Father Steiger will be taking.

notes, keeping an accurate chronology of manifestations and evidences.

We will start each evening at sundown and

continue until a pause is needed at my discretion.

I'm sorry.

Sister.

She... she won't eat.

What's happened, Sister?

What?

She won't eat.

I just wanted a room to give her her food.

She... she reacted violently.

She almost hissed like a cat.

I've never heard anything like it.

I just... I don't know.

I don't know who...

Has the food been blessed?

I don't... I don't know.

Bring this to the kitchen.

Have Sister Antonella prepare it.

Maybe just the rice and beans from the giveaway.

And tell her not to bless the food.

Thank you, Sister.

Good evening, Ella.

I'm Father Steiger.

I'm the parish priest here at St. Joseph's.

You'll be seeing quite a bit of me.

You're very welcome here.

Nice to meet you.

Is it your letters?

They're out.

To my mother.

You don't see her often?

No, she... she passed.

I put them on her grave.

I'm so sorry.

Um... Thank you.

God bless you, Alice.

Good night, Ella.

Father Steiger.

Good evening, Father.

How are you settling in?

Oh, wonderful.

You have everything you need?

Yes, thank you.

I'm great.

Father, regarding the restraints you mentioned, I feel it

might be safer to forego them until Emma can be examined.

If her condition is psychological, I feel... The problem is not psychological.

Ninety-nine out of a hundred times someone contacts the church, they are assessed,

referred to medical doctors.

An exorcism would do nothing for them.

This is not that.

Perhaps.

Nevertheless, I have a childhood friend who is a medical doctor in Salem.

He says he can examine Emma in a week.

I feel we should forego the restraints until then.

I do believe the restraints will be necessary, but if you insist.

Thank you, Father.

Good night.

Good night, Father.

Emma is not well.

I'm sure that's quite apparent.

She's dehydrated, alberged, tormented.

She suffers on levels that we ourselves cannot possibly fathom.

I know this is all unusual, this aspect of our calling.

It will be like entering a foreign land to you.

So please, I ask you, follow my instructions to the world.

And expect the unexpected.

Spiritually, emotionally, physically.

Though you may be new to the ways of the enemy, the enemy's ways are not new.

They're ancient.

It is important that we work in unison.

The enemy will lie.

He will draw our seed to sin.

He will do everything he can to sow discord amongst us.

We are the Lord's army in this battle.

We are together by his design.

To save one of his children.

And to do that, we must not see each other as strangers.

For us to be divided.

As for us to fall.

And we say to Emma, Lysa.

We begin with the Litany.

Holy Mother of God.

Holy Virgin of Virgins.

Saint Michael.

Saint Gabriel.

Saint Raphael.

All holy angels and our angels.

Saint John the Baptist.

Saint Peter.

Saint Paul.

Saint Andrew.

Saint James.

Saint John.

All holy virgins.

Oh holy saints of God.

Intercede for us.

Be merciful.

Spare us, oh Lord.

Be merciful.

Graciously hear us, oh Lord.

From all evil, deliver us, oh Lord.

From sovereign and unprovided death.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

From the snares of the devil.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

From lightning and tippers.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

From the scourge of the world.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

From everlasting death.

By the mystery of your holy incarnation.

By your birth.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

By your baptism.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

By your holy resurrection.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

Father who art in heaven and hell, be thy name thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses.

As we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation.

Deliver us from evil.

Deliver us, oh Lord.

That's all for today.

Please... return out to bed.

See that she has come.

Be cool this evening.

Emma?

Emma?

Emma?!

Let's get her...

back into bed.

Emma...

Thank you, sisters.

How was it?

Was there any commotion?

It was fine.

Excuse me.

Psalm 53.

God, by your name save me, and by your might defend my cause.

God, hear my prayer.

Harken to the words of my mouth.

For haughty men have risen up against me, and fierce men seek my life.

They set not God before their eyes.

See, God is my helper.

The Lord sustains my life.

Turn back the evil upon my foes.

In your faithfulness, destroy them.

Freely will I offer you sacrifice.

I will praise your name, Lord, in his goodness.

Save your servant.

All we trust in you, my God.

Let her find in you, Lord, a fortified tower.

In the face of the enemy.

And let the enemy have no power over her.

And the Son of Man would be powerless.

Father.

Oh, Lord, excuse me.

Sisters, please.

Please.

Sisters.

Emma, back to the chair, please.

I will do it.

Please.

Please, Emma.

Emma, look.

Stop.

Emma, look.

Stop.

Stop.

You're going to repent?

Father, please.

No, Emma.

No.

Please.

No, Emma.

No, Emma.

No, no.

Tonight,

it cannot be allowed.

You and I, we have to...

She must be restrained, Father.

I know this is new territory for you and the sisters.

My concern about restraining her was out of consideration.

No, no, we'll be sure.

It's done safely for her protection and ours.

Please, I've done this before.

Let the young sister rest.

Another will spend in her place tomorrow.

It's the only way, Father.

I hope you're right, Father.

Father.

He wanted to see me.

Yes, Emma.

What's happening with her?

Is progress occurring or...?

Progress, yes.

That might be a better question for Father Theophilus.

The medical report states that a portion of Sister Rose's scalp was torn from her head.

Right here.

Sister.

Father.

How are you feeling?

Oh, the doctor and Kirkman today gave me some ointment and I was out of bandage.

Good.

May I?

Yes, please.

Sister, I am so sorry.

Going forward, she will be restrained.

Perhaps she should have been from the start.

That is my fault.

I can only apologize.

Mother,

I know that she is profoundly ill and not under her own control.

But despite myself, I was angry at her.

Asking myself if God is punishing her or if she's punishing us for something.

I don't know.

I've never felt such bitterness.

I'm ashamed.

Sister, this is a profoundly new and strange situation for all of us.

You are entitled to your feelings and you have nothing to be ashamed of.

Father, will you...

Ecute absolvo i vacatis tuis simoni paci filii spiritu santiana.

Thank you, Father.

I hope you continue to feel better.

Sooner we do this, the sooner it's over.

Let us pray.

God, whose nature is ever merciful and forgiving, accept our prayer that this

servant of yours may be pardoned by your loving kindness.

Holy Lord, Almighty Father, Everlasting God, and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

who once and for all consigned that fallen and apostate tyrant to the flames of hell.

She sees him.

Keep her head turned.

Care for what she did to my legs?

Father, this is a serious matter.

Keep her head towards you.

Keep her head towards you.

Stay back.

Therefore, I adjure you, every unclean spirit, every spectre from hell,

every satanic power, in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, to cease your assaults

against the creature who he hath fought in his own honor and image.

I command, unclean spirit, along with all your minions, now attacking this servant

of God, by the ascension of our Lord Jesus Christ, that you tell me by some sign your

name, and the day and hour of your depression, in case

you cease the filth in the cup, see, plainly, and.

nicely, he can have a daughter of any sort.

Satis Leviel, we spot and look.

If I need to speak with you, what happened this evening, how could she just...

It wasn't her.

Yes, but the symptoms she was exhibiting, it seems to be almost...

almost like epilepsy, but there's no record of this in the file.

Father, our job is to protect the afflicted, without

giving the enemy any more advantage than is necessary.

Sometimes, that will require remaining in the dark, without certain things.

There's more to heaven and earth than is even dreamt of in our philosophy.

I'm the Shakespeare.

Good night, Father.

When time began, the word was there, and the word was God.

And without him, there came to be not one thing that has come to be.

In him was life, and the life was the light of men.

And it's a bucket behind you, bucket.

Maintain yourself of that vile weed.

Who speaks to us?

First, remove the captain.

Remove the captain!

No one here carries a chaplain.

Check the house, and then you can return, Sister.

Now, who speaks to us?

How is your brother, Father?

Tell me who you are.

He's still hanging on by his thread.

Who are you?

How dare you?

Tell me your name!

Tell me your name!

Your name!

You have returned.

You are now free.

You are now free.

You are now free.

Tell me who you are.

Tell me who you are.

Tell me who you are.

Who are you?

I have... I just was... There are things.

Did you do this?

What will you give me if I deliver him with a tail?

A sentry does.

A stretch, a warm quilt, not too hot, and extra pillows.

Father, what are we doing?

This is getting out of hand.

Look at her.

She is in a dire state.

We are making it worse.

There is a medical doctor coming to see her on Monday.

Why don't we just wait?

Wait, wait, wait.

That's just what they want us to do, is wait.

But we must continue, because if we are

inconsistent, their grasp will hunt like cement.

They'll devour her, and you, and me, and all of us.

Just like we've heard in this state.

Enough.

If you do not want to participate, Father, I accept you with joy.

The enemy will be delighted with your absence.

Almighty Lord, word of God the Father, Jesus Christ, God and Lord of all

creation, who along with the other mandates to work miracles was pleased to

grant them the authority to say, depart you devils, and by whose might

Satan was meant to fall from heaven like lightning.

I ask this through you, Jesus Christ, our Lord and God, who

are coming to judge for them living under the bright fire.

Time is passing.

The sun has set.

And the clouds are rising.

You know, tell me who is coming.

The water is going down.

The clouds are rising.

You have the power to choose.

You have the power to choose.

You have the power to choose.

What the f**k.

is going on here?

What the f**k is going on here?

What the f**k is going on here?

Everybody out!

Now!

Out!

I have a sister with a torn scalp.

I now somehow have one with a crushed hand.

Am I to stand by while she harms another?

What is happening in there?

How are we helping her?

She needs a doctor, medical attention, or something.

Do you have trouble seeing fun?

Excuse me?

It's clearly you're not seeing what is happening in there.

What's coming out of this girl.

You're still looking for some rational, modern explanation.

This has existed for eternity.

I can see perfectly clearly.

Mother is to care for this parish and those within it.

And I cannot simply sit there while you drive... Your task is to take notes.

You don't understand this.

You don't understand these devils.

It's very clear to me.

You have your fears.

You have your research.

You have your reports.

But you don't understand the enemy.

What if you're wrong?

What if you're wrong?

What if what she really needs is a doctor?

What if what she really needs is a psychiatrist?

Judge me, Father.

We are paying a price for your lack of faith.

For my lack of faith?

Yes.

How dare you stand there and say that my doubts...

are causing what is happening to this poor girl?

Because that is exactly what happened in Reading.

What are you talking about?

What happened in Reading?

The ritual happened there.

I was called to perform it.

Emma and her mother, they were desperate.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

You knew Emma as a young girl?

Yes.

You didn't think to tell us?

You didn't think that might be information that could be useful to us?

Why is that not in Emma's file?

This is what I'm talking about, Father.

All these mystical cryptic sayings.

You keep feeding us information as you see fit.

This has to end, Father, now.

All right.

You want information?

Yes.

I'll give it to you.

For your sake.

Sit.

Listen to me, Father.

When I first came to Reading...

I had just recently become an exorcist.

I had felt I had the calling that I was on school.

I didn't have the tools.

Those assisting me were uneducated too.

We couldn't cope with what was happening.

But we knew she was possessed.

We abandoned her.

We surrendered her over to the doctors.

And she herself, like a miracle, wrote me letters.

Said she was coming.

She finished school.

She found the passion for service, of course.

These devils.

These deceivers.

They were biding their time inside her, waiting for the perfect moment.

And then it came.

When her mother died, that gave them the opportunity to seize their chance.

Why, Emma?

Why would they snatch her life away?

Why not somebody else?

Emma is a different kind of person, Father.

She's a person of profound sensitivity.

She is touched by something otherworldly.

And with that kind of vulnerable, that openness, any wound, like trauma,

neglect, involvement in the dark arts, everything that she was exposed to as a

child, that's what allows these invasions to occur.

To take root.

To degrade you.

To debase you.

And do the same to those around you, us, Father.

We are the targets, too.

Their goal is to make us give up on God.

I really said too much, too, Father.

Now even you are susceptible.

So please, for all our sake, we must continue.

We cannot abandon Emma like this.

I abandoned her once.

Not again.

Emma?

Amongst the hardships Emma experienced, proof that her father Jacob and her

mother's sister Nina entered into an illicit

relationship and attempted to confound Emma using...

witchcraft.

On several occasions, Jacob and Nina reportedly fed Emma food which had been

cursed, including fruit, baked potatoes, and tobacco leaves.

Father, there's something you need to see.

I don't understand what is happening here.

Whatever this is that you are doing, it is failing.

The sisters are traumatized.

No one is sleeping.

Everyone for miles is frightened and suspicious.

I want to shut this down.

I want to shut this whole thing down.

I will give you one more week.

And if it is not over by then, this whole whatever this is must end.

We need to get back to our lives and leave all of this behind.

I wish it to be over too, Reverend Mother.

But I'm sure that the death does not bend to our count.

Well, bend or don't bend, it will not be under this roof.

And I'm moving Emma to the cellar.

What?

The cellar?

Is there even a heat?

Down there, those rooms have been out of use for years.

It's done.

She is too dangerous, too volatile.

This will be better for her.

It's more private, more secure.

Father, can you excuse us?

Please, I need to talk to the leader of our parish.

Father,

you don't look well.

If I didn't know better, I would say that you are losing control of this situation.

You have invited something into this community that no one understands.

And everyone, including you, is starting to believe...

Please, Reverend Mother, please, let me do my job.

This is my parish.

It is my responsibility.

And while I am grateful for your concern, I do not need to be watched over.

Thank you.

Father,

all my life I have been taking direction from men.

Men who are not as smart as me, not as disciplined.

Men whose piety pales in comparison to the women of this convent.

They thought you were different.

But now perhaps we do need someone who can provide the parish with more stability.

She is malnourished and dehydrated.

But I don't see any infection of the lesions and the facial swelling will go down.

She just needs rest.

They are keeping her alive.

They are feeding of her.

There is something going on inside of her.

And it is affecting all of us.

Something is happening here and she... I don't know.

Just get as much food and water in her as possible.

And if you see any signs of infection, send word.

Take care of yourself, John.

The H.R.

most day.

H.R.

quit time.

I got.

a... I got an evidence.

That poor, poor creature.

Her condition.

Is this how it started?

No, no.

When she first arrived, she was... She was very thin.

And...

There were scratches, but nothing... Nothing like this.

And the doctor says there is no basis for committing her.

Committing her?

Well, I... I don't know.

What I do know is that she continues to worsen and if we do... Nothing.

If...

If she receives no medical attention, then she is almost certainly going to... What?

Well, almost certainly... She's going to what?

She's going to die.

She's going to die.

Calm down.

Last thing this parish needs is a priest breaking down outside.

I know that your brother's passing away is

heavily on you, but you are the parish priest.

And you need to lead.

Yes, sir.

Good.

Hello, father.

Sister.

Please.

Preparing for today's ritual.

This is to where I can rest.

Preparing?

Can I ask you a question?

I just...

I was trying to pray the best person.

It didn't feel like anyone was listening.

I wish.

I could offer you something.

Salient wisdom.

But the truth is...

The truth is...

How is your head?

It's fine.

I should go.

Holy Lord, Almighty Father, everlasting God, and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

who once and for all consigned that fallen and apostate tyrant to the flames of hell,

who sent your only begotten son into the world to crush the drawing line.

Strike terror, Lord, in your blood.

Father, we have to stop.

Father, please.

Father, we can't.

Father, please.

Fill your servants with courage to fight manfully against that reprobate dragon.

Give me a touch, Father.

Or skin against yours.

And if somebody tries to fuck you, you better open wide, you stupid whore!

Almighty Lord, word of God the Father, Jesus Christ, God and Lord of all creation.

Why are you leaving your post so soon, Father?

There's a little extra room for you right in there.

Perhaps you can reunite with your dear departed brother.

Shut up!

Shut up!

You don't know what you're talking about.

This has to stop.

I can't take it anymore.

Josh, get out.

That's your breath.

I humbly call on your holy name.

In fear and trepidation, asking that you grant me your unworthy servant,

pardon for all my sins.

Stand fast, faith, and the power supported by your might, God.

This cruel hand on that... Get out, Paul.

No, no, no, no.

We have to turn.

Turn it all aside.

She must not talk.

Inna?

Inna?

She will be the high priest.

She needs to replenish her fluid.

In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

Inna, Inna.

Mr. Roach?

Sister Roach?

Inna, Inna.

What was that?

I don't know, it's.

heaven.

Please, come in.

I'm sorry.

I feel like I'm being drawn into something and I can't eat, I can't sleep,

I can't think, Father, I can't think.

Sit down, Father.

And Emma.

Emma, she haunts me, Father, she haunts me.

How does she know?

How does Emma know of my brother?

He took his own life, Father.

A month ago, he took his own life.

He was in so much pain.

He was in so much pain, Father.

And none of us knew.

It was too late.

He was crying out.

And I couldn't help him because I was so preoccupied.

I was caught up in myself.

Please, sit.

I'm sorry, Father.

I'm sorry, Father.

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

Here, make this your life.

Thank you, Father.

This is the enemy's mission.

To make us doubt ourselves, ground, our purpose on earth.

And most important, cause us suffering.

I had a sister, you know, Claire.

Disease was all over Europe.

Colour, smokepox, polio.

I was old enough, I survived.

But man, we didn't.

After we lost Claire, all the pain continued for years.

PhD censorship, rising fascism, you name it.

Most of my family succumbed to the terrible.

It's what brought me here, to this country, years ago.

And that's what brought me to my core.

Do you understand, Father?

This grief, all this suffering.

Jobs in the desert.

Joan of Arc, yours, mine, your brother's, Emma's, everybody's.

It may look bleak, but these trials, these temptations.

They fortify us for a greater good.

To grow into those we are destined to be.

A raison d'etre.

A raison d'etre?

Yes.

I thought I was just supposed to be taking notes.

I'm just behaving sourcely.

You're not a spectator, Father.

You are, please.

You must understand your own importance, please.

Your faith, your intelligence.

You permit me?

I don't understand my faith.

Remember, Father, Emma had no one.

No parish wanted any part of her.

They wouldn't touch her.

Yet you and the Reverend Mother and the sisters,

you all accepted this task like great warriors.

Because when the Word of the Lord is spoken through us

with commitment and passion, even Satan must listen.

Like Saint Michael, defending the glory of God in battle.

I found a Saint Michael medallion in my brother's things.

I was looking through it the other night.

My brother's name was Michael.

So I wrote this letter before I came.

Would.

you place it on my mother's grave?

Your place it there yourself, not Emma.

You're holding onto time, Father.

I won't hear it, Emma.

Please.

I owe it to you.

I owe it to my mother.

Emma's condition is dire.

These devils, they found their way into her core.

Her sinew.

So once we begin tonight, we can't stop.

Because if we let up or give the enemy time to mend, we will lose her forever.

So if you need a moment to rest, go.

If you need water, food, or fresh air, take rest.

We must be resolute, because we are the ones that stand in the breach.

Even if it means we don't come back from it.

Detention Beelzebub and all manner of groups and aliens tormenting this woman.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, let your mighty.

hand cast him out of your servant, so he may no longer hold you.

Sister, do not listen.

I can't help it.

Forgive me, Sister.

That would never allow my grandmother to speak through a snake like you.

You're not fooling me, you damn beast!

You're going to put your own life in the dust,

you're going to put your own life in the dust.

You damn bitch!

You bitch!

Stop!

Stop!

You damn bitch!

You're going to put your own life in the dust,

you're going to put your own life in the dust.

You damn bitch!

You damn bitch!

You damn bitch!

You damn bitch!

You're going to put your own.

life in the dust, you're going to put your own life in the dust.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, let your mighty

hand cast him out of your servant, You're going to put your own life in the.

dust, you're going to put your own life in the dust.

You're not going to put your own life in the dust,

you're going to put your own life in the dust.

This is your grandmother.

She was just... I don't know where she was.

She just came across like a... What happened?

Where is she?

She's in the catacombs.

Tell everyone else to get into their rooms.

Yes, Father.

What's this happening?

Emma's escaped.

Where did she go?

To the catacombs, I think.

Just go, go.

I'll tell the sisters.

Go.

Sisters, come.

Come quick.

Look in my chambers.

Emma?

Emma?

Emma?

It's alright.

It's alright.

Come.

We'll be safer in here.

Emma?

She's here!

I found her!

Emma?

Sister!

Where's Father Leone?

We found her!

She's here!

I don't know if she's still breathing.

There's no sign of blood.

She's not breathing.

Her pulse is very faint.

I don't know where she could die.

She can't die.

Emma must be with us.

Something's blocking her way.

We need to get her out of here.

We need to get her out of here.

We need more light.

Yes.

Let's get her out.

Emma?

Emma, you are not dead.

Yes.

It is good that you are alive.

Now, it is God himself who commands you.

God the Father commands you.

God the Son commands you.

God the Holy Spirit commands you.

It is he who commands you.

He who runs still the sea and the wind and the storm.

God can therefore tremble in fear.

Say, you enemy of the faith.

You foe of the human race.

See the light, Emma.

See the light.

You corruptor of justice.

You root of all evil and false.

You begetter of death.

You robber of life.

You are guilty anyhow.

I thank God.

Guilty before his Son.

Guilty before the whole human race.

He who is coming to judge from the living and the dead.

And the world by fire.

Emma, look the light, Emma.

Depart Jake.

Depart Mina.

Depart Judas, betrayer of Jesus Christ.

Depart Vesuvius, Satanus, Leviathan, Yelzavah, and all creatures of hell.

This servant of God.

Depart!

Depart!

You are the voice of God.

St. Michael the archangel, the last christened of the Holy Name are we.

Tremendous in the battle against principalities and

powers, against the rulers of the world of darkness.

Prayers unto God stand, that the mercy of the Lord may correctly come.

And let all of the Satan and his demons, casting him into chains, into the abyss.

So that he can no longer seduce the nations.

He has cast you forth into the outer darkness, where everlasting ruin awaits.

You are guilty before his Son, our Lord Jesus Christ.

Who you dare to nail to the cross.

You are guilty before the whole human race.

To whom.

you... Everyone.