MERCURY WHO STOLE the ‘backdoor’ key to the Underworld – while battling Asmodeus’ African-demons during the eclipse-of the Blood-moon @the desert-in Egypt, where he fought along-side with the-Defenders-of-Perth in destroying…

… THE ‘BLOOD-OF-PETER’…

… with the backdoor-key the Red-demon was hiding in the Evil-one’s domain itself… cunningly shrouding the ‘women’ from danger under the-nose-of-Asmodeus – while the Evil-one’s Army and hordes of bounty-hunters who were in their search-and-destroy orders for the ‘escape-criminals’ in other-realms…

They ‘hid’ in the Virgo Village… for the ALL-WOMEN TRINITY to blend-in unsuspectedly among the female-souls there, where Mercury was RESPONSIBLE FOR the ‘safety’ of:

VENUS – the Goddess DORA – the soul-of a mortal SIMY – the hologram

… the-Trinity were in their rebellious-cause to create a new-religion for humans on-earth to worship-and-pray to the ‘forgotten’ Gods-of-the Old.

The one-armed Red-demon was astral-meditating between dimensions-and-realms… where he ‘saw’ brewing disturbance on-earth, where…

… shapeshifters from 2-CLANS of the 7-PRINCES OF HELL – which were…

… the Asmodeus sect and the Moloch-cult who worshipped Beelzebub – both-were currently ‘competing’ FOR DOMINANCE…

… where Beelzebub, the more powerful of the-2… as their followers made child-sacrifice practices since the dawn-of-their medieval kingdoms of ruling Kings Azar-and-Manasseh –who in-their-thrones had practiced the ugly-and-hideous blood-rituals to stay-in-power when they ruled Egypt – and to spite-and-defy the teachings of Abrahamic-Creator…

The 2 Chief-demons were:

ASMODEUS – who was dying from the injuries sustained from the tortures of King Solomon during the golden-age of the Abrahamics’ Islamic-era – and the Lord-of-Lust was-now ‘attempting’ to rejuvenate and gain his immortality from his-rebirth on-earth through the Chosen-one, Peter-Walker BEELZEBUB – who was to defy Asmodeus’ plans… where the Lord-of-the-Flies wanted to ‘restore’ order to the prophesy-of-the Revelation – of Satan, as the Chosen-one who should-be the one who walked-the-earth in the end-times

Mercury’s strategy was to ‘FIND-CAPTURE-AND-KILL’ Iskur-the-trickster…

… where the incubus ‘had-currently’ possessed the SOUL OF PETER – who was the Chosen-vessel of Asmodeus for his-REINCARNATION...

… where…

… Asmodeus’ initial plan of the Red-demon to-possess Peter had-failed… when the Buddhist-SeeIn had intervened his-diabolic intends in the ‘OTHER-PERTH’… by-saving the ‘soul’ of Mercury…

… where later, Asmodeus ‘CHOOSE’ the Son-of-Baal, …

… Iskur as THE ‘REPLACEMENT’ TO RE-POSSESS Peter’s soul… so that the dying Lord-of-Lust would-be rejuvenated when he walked Perth-earth.

-O-

Iskur-the-incubus himself was-the ‘bastard’ Son-of-Baal… whose father was a reincarnation of Beelzebub… who-had the illegitimate-son born from Lilith, the Queen-of-demons…

… who-was a failed Abrahamic-Creator’s making of THE ‘FIRST’ WIFE-of-Adam… who God then ‘had’ her banished from His Garden-of-Eden.

Mercury foresaw Iskur as A WILD-CARD… who ‘could’ go TO 2-WAY…

… where in the ‘worst-case,’ the-incubus ‘WOULD’ BETRAY his-employer Asmodeus… and the ‘serve’ the Chosen-vessel in-a-silver platter TO BEELZEBUB TO ‘gain’ favours…

The last-time the Red-demon ‘cornered’ the incubus was in the Land of Nod… outside Eden – but Iskur’s werewolf bodyguard, Marchosius was too-powerful to be incapacitated by the Red-demon.

On top of that, Azrael the Angel-of-Death of Satan would-be ‘finishing’ his prison-sentence for his-crimes of ‘teaching’ the ART-OF-WARFARE to first generation-of-humans of the Old-Testaments…

… Azrael ‘would’ ONCE AGAIN ‘manipulate’ the next-generation of the New-Testaments’ wrongdoers TO GO TO WAR ‘together’ with his horde legions-of-demons – And, the mastermind Seraphim had BEEN PLOTTING his-campaign when he was ‘still’ in-prison… and while over-there, his passion-taste of WAR-KNOWHOW increased by devouring God’s STOLEN ‘FORBIDDEN-APPLES’ from the prison’s black-market… ‘pinched’ – from the GARDEN-OF-EDEN’s…

…TREE-OF-KNOWLEDGE...

Mercury ‘believed’ Armageddon would-be ‘unveiled’ in the nuclear destruction OF PERTH as the humanity’s Endgame’s battlefield on-earth – where…

… Evil ‘would’ fight Good…

… mother vs daughter…

… father vs son…

… brother vs brother…

… where Peter ‘fighting’ Paul – was just LIKE THE-BROTHERS Cain-vs-Abel in the dawn-of-times…

… where the Abrahamic-Creator favoured the shepherd-Abel’s BLOOD-SACRIFICE over the farmer-Cain’s offerings of MERE-GRAINS…

… that blood-thirsting decision – had ‘SPLIT’ MANKIND… and ‘had’ created earth’s FIRST MURDERER…

… where CAIN ‘KILLED’ ABEL with a donkey-jawbone out-of JEALOUSY…

… and ‘drank’ his-brother’s blood TO ‘SPITE’ the Abrahamic-God’s decision-of ‘favouritism’ in the OFFERING OF SACRIFICES.

But the Almighty ‘had’ since changed the-script in His-religion ‘creation’ – by claiming that Cain was ‘not’ Adam’s son…

… but of Lucifer’s… the fallen-angel who WAS BANISHED ‘earlier’ from the heavens for his sin-of-pride…

… where the Morning-star had-his-revenge when ‘SHAPESHIFTED’ in the likeness of Adam… to consummate Eve on THE FIRST-NIGHT ‘when’ she was-created…

… thus, ‘evil’ HAD CORRODED the Abrahamic-Creator’s DIVINE-PLAN…

… where-later, the ‘possessed’ pregnant-Eve who was held-down by 12-angels… with the Archangel St Michael included…

… during her painful-childbirth of THE CHOSEN-ONE – the first Evil-man, CAIN…

Later ‘when’ CAIN DIED… the-angry Almighty ‘had’ his BELATED-REVENGE by banishing the ‘first’ murderer’s soul into the deep-DEPTH OF HADES – with-later Herod-and-Judas who-both came in His-Hate-list… of the Evil-ones WHO ‘STAINED’ His-DIVINE-PLAN…

… by-then, it ‘was’ TOO-LATE… AS EVIL had ‘already’ corroded generations of mankind’s psyche like A VIRUS…

-O-

From the Virgo-Village, Mercury was in deep-meditation… as he had an astral bird’s eye’s-view on Perth-earth – especially look-out for the ‘Good-one,’…

… Paul-Walker, just-like like St Michael ‘had’… as his-guardian angel…

… who-himself was currently ‘busy’ assisting SeeIn-the-Watcher…

The Red-demon was ‘saddened’ that Paul ‘had’ no-longer believed-in him ‘after’ subjected-and-abandoned in POST-TREETON realm…

… while he could ‘NOT’ ‘HELP’ the Defenders-of-Perth – leaving both the handicap-tweens on their-own to FEND THE DOMAIN-of-earth…

But Mercury had to ‘serve’ the eminent BIGGER-PICTURE – which was the Coming-days of events leading to the nuclear-DESTRUCTION OF PERTH…

… where he ‘should-be’ here with-the Revolution … in assisting with All-Women Trinity’s birth of A NEW-RELIGION – that would ‘sway’ mankind’s believers TO ‘GOODNESS’ and restore-balance of the fate-of the planet-earth to come...

Leaving the-Trinity behind to ‘convert’ the women in the village into their new-religion… as the one-armed Mercury was on his-solo quest…

… to ‘hunt’ for Iskur, the-son-of-Baal – who had ‘possessed’ Peter’s soul in Perth-earth…

The Red-demon left Virgo-village riding the Cube-of-Apollo portal… to reconnoitre places where the miscreant-creature frequented in different-dimensions…

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ON THE EVE OF HIS-13TH BIRTHDAY the ambitious Peter-Walker, the son-of the inspector-of-Perth wanted TO ‘BREAK’ THE LAW behind his-mother’s back – by extorting an-amount of 4-million-bucks… from his-schoolmates father by blackmailing nude-photos of Martha Zimmerman… ‘found’ from his late-father’s collection, hidden in the music-room…

… believing-too that it was a ‘sign’ that his-father, Solomon WAS ‘HELPING’ HIM from-his-grave to raise the-money to ‘buy’ his heredity heirloom – the Walker-house that his architect-dad had built as his-legacy…

… Peter too had invested his-pocket money of $50 for the mastermind plan to work – by-transferring the money to his co-conspirator, Daniel Burnette to buy a burner-phone and a voice-changing device for cloaking their identity…

They have earlier sent the 3 nude-photos to the millionaire, Hans Zimmerman on his private phone-number – and waited for him to return-call… where they were to demand $4,000,000 from-him… that both-conspirators would-split the-loot ‘even’ AMONG THEMSELVES…

… and, they ‘waited’ all-evening for more-than 3-HOURS…

-O-

In that 3-hour ‘wait,’ both Peter-and-Daniel struck-up their conversation on Zoom-call. The tween learnt from the 20-something that Kirk ‘not’ in for 2-days as he stayed-over at his girlfriend’s… leaving Daniel alone in that-remote dog-shelter farm…

‘… probably the meth-head is with a skank… and both ‘doing’ drugs in some bloody rat-hole…’

“… you don’t have a girlfriend, mate…?” Asked Peter…

“… who-needs b*****s, when I have my-dogs…?” Responded the laughing-stoner...

‘… the ballad of a loner pet lover…’

It reminded Peter of his own-girlfriends he ‘had’ in each-realms he had ‘time-travelled’ – where in all 3-Perth he ‘had’ ventured having while a-girlfriend to bring-him ‘fame-and-fortune’…

On his iPad screen, Peter saw the stoner rolling a joint while talking about the disgusting ‘characters’ of disloyal-women who bringing men-down… while referring to his-last high-maintenance girlfriend who was a gold-digger… that ‘dumped’ him to go-with another man – after 5-years leaving him dry-and-out…

“… no-worries, mate… you’ll be back-on your feet again once we ‘score’ the 4-million-bucks soon…” Peter motivated with optimism…

“You don’t know shit, school-boy – you and your puppy-love… that would-go out of the-window once you-guys graduate – do you think your-Bella would be there for-you…? She is the niece of a millionaire… her ‘rich’ uncle may have ‘plans’ for her – that ‘might-not’ include you… welcome to the ‘real’ world…” Replied the pessimistic 27-year-old…

Peter did ‘not’ argue with the-man. Sipping his-coke, he thought of Bella… whom he did ‘not’ love but – was there to fulfil his sexual-needs…

‘… so-what…? If Frenchie dumps me – there are ‘other’ mermaids swimming in my-pond… I’ll be like-Dad who had his-share of side-chicks – well… he wrote-and-left me a manual, didn’t he…? Of his ‘Good-Luck’ journal that would bring me my ‘own’ fame-and-fortune…’

The stoner-ranted…

“… till death do-us apart… they-say… what a joke they say when getting married… and years later, the b**** gets the-half of the ‘sucker’s-property… and she goes-then and ‘digs’ the next bloody-fool she-gets, and dildos his-arse, hahaha…” Daniel laughed…

Peter next heard Daniel blabbering about the subject OF DEATH – WHERE his best-friend Charlie-the-Horse died in the zoo… killed by a rampaging gorilla…

… where Daniel-too had a near-death experience-too when the ‘same’ gorilla – climbed the tree he was on… when he was the surveillance lookout-guy in the ‘free-the-monkey’ mission @the-zoo…

… but he saved himself from that-certain death… by parkouring-off the tree…

“… I ‘should-be’ dead like-Horse that-night – ‘why’ did I ‘not’ die like-him… ‘now’… Chucky Miggs is gonna kill-me ‘after’ what we-did to his-son…” The fearful and depressed man was in-tears…

“… come-on, Dan… don’t be hard-on yourself…” Peter cajoled to-pacify…

Peter realised that the man was suffering from depression since the death of his best-friend – that made him a harden realist – with negative perceptions to everything he encountered…

… which ‘led’ to the BLAME-GAME…

“You ‘were’ there too… at the motel… during Horses’ birthday with Bella… bullshitting that you’re from a time-travelling ‘future… and-showing-off your AI-tech…

“… that prompted Charlie to ask you to device the ‘masterplan’ – to break-into the zoo to ‘free’ those-monkeys…

“… if you had ‘NOT’ COME that-day – Charlie would be-bloody ‘alive-and-well’ now…”

The tween-responded…

“…whoa! Wait a-minute… it ‘was’ Bella’s idea to raid-the-zoo – I-only came-up with the ‘excellent’ plan based on my-AI’s schematics – but it was BELLA, YOUR-employer who ‘okayed’ it… but too-bad, it went sideways… don’t blame-me, mate…” Peter clarified…

After listening-to Bella’s name mentioned – Daniel ‘saw’ THE-LOGICS… and ‘stopped’ the blaming…

Peter changed-the-topic and asked about the dogs on the-farm… although he hated ‘canines’ – that in-directly KILLED HIS PET-quokka in the Dreamworld…

… which-got the pet-lover enthusiastically talking-for a moment… until his-depression ‘kicked-in’ again – when he said he missed working-with his-best mate, Charlie-the-Horse…

… of being a jovial-fellow who genuinely loved animals… as they worked together in the farm for almost 2-years…

Peter asked how’ they both used-to spent-time having fun ‘after’ work…

… he said Charlie was into movies-and-TV shows that he illegally-torrented – while Daniel was into comics-and-graphic novels…

… when he said that – Peter was excited – meeting a comic-book reader as it was in-line when they-both were following weekly-episode of Disney’s MCU’s ‘Loki’…

… Daniel showed his-boxes of comic-books collection and was ‘explaining’ Loki’s plots-and-backstories to Peter – who was ‘not’ into comics after ‘the-accident’ …

… but he was before ‘when’ he COULD ‘AFFORD’ the expensive-hobby when he was making an-earning for-a-moment – while ‘gambling’ in the clay-courts…

Peter usually went-on YouTube for ‘clarification’ on superhero-shows by subscribing to channels of Youtubers like ‘Heavy-Spoilers’ and ‘Screen-Crush’ for the explanations-and-easter eggs in-scenes – and Peter suggested that Daniel should start-up on his very-own Aussie-channel… like those 2 ‘Brit-and-Yank’ who are making an-income by their insight-and-review videos-online…

… but Daniel was ‘NOT’ INTERESTED…

Peter changed the topic – and spoke of Daniels’s parkour hobby as he had shown-him videos of his daredevil-feats @the motel…

… but Daniel told he had GIVEN IT UP after the tragic-death of Charlie… and vowed ‘not’ to do it-again…

Every-topic that Peter brought-up… the depressed Daniel ‘linked’ it to the dead-Horse – until the-tween doesn’t have any-more subjects to talk during their blackmail-wait…

… he had known-and-met him ‘only’ a couple of-times before – to know’ his likes-and-dislikes… so, Peter was quiet as he watched his co-conspirator on the iPad-screen…

… rolling his 5th-joint that was a size-of a fat-thumb… as he was a ‘heavy’ weed-smoker…

While rolling-the-weed, Daniel spoke-of ‘whatever’ that crossed his hallucinating-mind that – Peter found as taboo… and thought of him as an absurdist under the influence of-drugs…

… with his non-believer’s nihilism-views of religion – as he ‘condemned’ his-moral scepticisms on the Catholic-church…

… although Peter was Catholic who would ‘normally’ defend his indoctrinated faith-before – but chose to ‘not’ to-engage into a-debate… so to ‘not’ fight-or-argue’ with Dan-the-Man – as he needed the ‘minion’ for his money-making mastermind-plan on that-evening…

There were other taboo subjects like suicide but with an absurd ‘twist’ of Karma by –reincarnating to be ‘born’ as a cosmic-maggot that ate the brains of dead religious-believers…

… Peter laughed along… to hear the ludicrous-and-silly views of a lonely-stoner…

Then the burner-PHONE ‘RANG’ closer to midnight…

… the-alert, Peter-and-Daniel put-on their 2-way headphones to personally-communicate –that was ‘NOT’ HEARD in the-Zimmerman’s end…

… where Peter would-tell Daniel of ‘WHAT’ TO SAY in the blackmail-negotiation…

… as he DOESN’T ‘THRUST’ his-stoner ‘minion’…

… as it was a $4,000,000 deal…

-O-

The tween held-up the iPad with his-robotic arm – on the-screen was a display of-bouncing-jagged soundwave of Hans Zimmerman’s accented-voice… saying…

“… hello… hello… who am I speaking to…?”

The blackmailers had set the reply-voice cloaked to the SAW franchise’s Jigsaw’s voice… where Peter had ‘scripted’ Daniel’s role to ‘mimic’ the movie’s iconic laughter-and-catch phrase dialogues…

“… hahaha… welcome Hans Zimmerman… I want to play a game…” ‘Jigsaw’ responded…

But Hans Zimmerman cut-him off…

“Hey, stop with the fooling-around – I’M HERE because you sent me a digital-file of my-wife – and I’m interested in buying the hardcopy…”

“… err… that was the intention of my-game, where you’ll ‘pay’ me 4 million-dollars for-it…” ‘Jigsaw’ elaborated…

“Hahaha no-no, I want to buy it AT $50 EACH… and that sums $150 for the 3 photos… it’s a fair-deal…” The businessman said…

“… I don’t think you’re ‘understanding’ my-game – think of your-reputation, Hans-Zimmerman once your-wife’s past immoral behaviour ‘circulated’ online – and it would ‘affect’ your future… so, my 4-million-dollar ‘asking’ stands… so let’s ‘not’ horse-trade here as the ball is in-my-court… leaving you ‘no’ choice but to-pay…” ‘Jigsaw’ was firm…

The laughing businessman exclaimed…

“Ach-du-meine-Gute…! Hahaha… what ‘immoral-behaviour’…? My wife was a model ‘before’ in her younger-years – and she ‘had’ posed-nudes for photographers and for artist in art-colleges…”

‘Jigsaw’ was puzzled… Daniel ‘MUTED’ THE CALL – and spoke to Peter on the 2-way ‘personal-line’…

“Hey-Peter… what do we-do, mate… the wifey ‘was’ a model, it-seems…!!?”

The bamboozled Peter took a brief-moment pause… before responding-back…

“… no… he’s bluffing… his wife ‘not’ a model – Dan, he’s a ‘cheat’ – who ‘wants’ to bloody trick us-both… keep asking for- ‘our’ 4-million-bucks!!!”

Daniel cancelled the mute-button – and they heard the German’s taunting-laughter…

“… hahaha… where are you, ‘boy’…? Come-back… you ‘got’ WHAT I ‘WANT’…”

… both the ‘stalkers’ now-felt ‘BEING’ STALKED’…

The business-man then counter-offered…

“… okay-okay… I’ll give you $100 per photo… that is a $300-deal, take it, boy – need these beloved-wife’s photos for my collection… please, I ‘beg’… SELL IT to-me…”

“… err… we don’t believe-you, mate… this is a rare collection of your-wifey in the 90’s buck-naked – stop with your Red-Skull-laughter and take-us seriously cos’ I’m going to bloody-post it online if you don’t pay $4-million-bucks… that by-then… it might ‘hurt’ your reputation and-bring ‘shame’ your-family!!!”

“Hahaha…you-all are ‘unbelievable…” Han Zimmerman said…

Next, the black-mailers ‘receiver’ a file in the burner-phone’s inbox… Daniel muted the call…

“WTF! He ‘sent’ us a file…”

“Open it… it might be the ‘photo’ of the duffle-bag of cash…!!!” The ‘greedy’ tween cried-out…

Instead, the businessman SENT 3-PHOTOS of his-Caribbean-islands vacation:

… of tourists sunbathing-nude in a white-sand beach … of middle-aged tourists in a beach-front bar – decorated with European-flags, and they were in the nude… drinking margaritas … of the Mister-and-Missus Zimmerman – posing nude on the beach

“WTF! They’re all full-frontal naked…!” The shocked stoner muttered…

“Delete-it! I’m going ‘blind’… we’re ‘not’ into Senior-citizen porn, are not-we…?” The disgusted tween’s voice gagged…

Both of the extortionists ‘heard’ more mocking-laughter…

“Hahaha! I know only one person who shot my-wife in Polaroid – which is Solomon Walker – you are having HIS-COLLECTION… and I want TO ‘BUY’ them… now ‘how’ about-it, boy…?”

… Peter was shocked when the millionaire ‘mentioned’ his FATHER’S NAME…

“‘Abort!’ Abort-now… end-the call!!!” The panicky tween shouted into the stoner’s ear-piece…

“…but he’s ‘now’ offering $300…” Daniel hesitated…

“End the call, you moron – that German ‘knows’ my-dad!!!” Peter shouted…

-O-

Both Peter-and-Daniel were-both speechless – ‘after’ their FAILED-ATTEMPT in their ‘ambitious’ extortion caper – and, were back live-streaming in Zoom-call… staring blank at each-other through their respective device-screens…

… Peter started rambling in utter-disappointment…

“… what kindda sick-f*** collects naked-photos of his-wife as a hobby…? I bet he has a Facebook-Group with those photographers – where they have discussion of his-Missus’ bush like it’s a thinning Brazilian rainforest…”

… Daniel laughed – and Peter was on-the-roll…

“… I bet their-son, Dougie had ‘seen’ his parents in their-birthday suit-too… that is shameful-and-disgusting… or maybe he’s one-of the bloody photographers-himself, who-knows… it is in his neanderthal-European genes of-his to be sinful-monkey that have-sex with their own-group – hope he goes ‘blind’ too when having his bloody-orgasm…”

… Daniel laughed-again – with Peter continuing his-curses…

“… these immoral-German have ‘no’ sense-of shame – unlike us-Downunder who are God-fearing Christians…”

… Daniel ‘corrected’ him…

“… err, mate… I’m ‘not’ a Christian…”

“… whatever… the point is that – these pagans-would get VD… and they’ll ‘rot’ in hell!!!”

“… whatever…”

… Peter lost his-steam as he had no-more ‘dirt’ to-continue his-cursing… as he stared at his co-conspirator who looked disappointed too…

“… I’m so-sorry, Dan-the-Man… we-both are losers-today, mate… of ‘not’ getting our-million-bucks … who would-have guessed these incest-breeders having ‘such’ low-moral standards…?”

Daniel sighed…

“… no-worries, mate… it’s okay, my parcel-of-life is ‘already’ full disappointment – I’m a realist to say-that the sun-shines for another day on the good-and-the bad for-now… and, anyways… it’s close to midnight – Happy Birthday to-you, mate…”

Peter was taken-by surprise…

“… err… thanks… who told you – Bella…?”

Daniel grinned, and added…

“… my-wishes to Fat-Tarzan too… bye… over-and-out…”

Peter stared at the blank iPad screen once Daniel logged-out – he looked at his bedside alarm-clock that digitally-running DISPLAY of…

… 11:59:55…

… he did his ‘own’ countdown to his-birthday…and SELF-WISHED…

“… 4… 3… 2… 1… Happy Birthday, Son-Of-Solomon…!!!”

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EARLIER, AT HER HILTON SUITE-ROOM, Jane was alone and sad. She missed her baby-brother who was taken away by her estranged doctor mother to live in her-uncle Christopher’s house. That afternoon, the blind-tween had called Lola’s number – who was taking-care of the boy in that-house, while her mother went-off for work in her-clinic…

… Lola who understood that the blind-girl’s suffering plight @the Wilson’s roof while bullied by her-mother – and, decided TO HELP the blind-sister to be in touch with baby-Samuel, as their ‘secret’ behind Shelley-Wilson’s back…

When Lola received Jane’s call in the kitchen… she went to the living-room to Samuel who was watching Cartoon-Network with his teenaged-cousins. The Filipina approached the baby-boy who-was engrossed in the animation… saying genteelly to him…

“… Sammy-boy… Jane ‘wants’ to talk to-you… come, speak with your-sister…”

“No! Don’t disturb – ask B-girl go-away… I want to watch cartoons…!” The 3-year-old Kenyan-born adopted-brother shouted…

… blind-Jane heard her brother calling her with the derogative-name… which her-mother used was ‘now’ taught to the baby-boy… and his-sister was ‘hurt’…

… she then heard her cousin’s voice…

“Lola, is that Jane… let me speak to her…” The 15-year-old Melisa Turner spoke…

The blind-girl panicked… she doesn’t want to talk to either of her-older cousins…

… the son-and-daughter of Uncle Topher…

Jane’s mother was THE ELDEST in her-family with 2 younger-brothers:

Jack Turner – who was the older-brother… the scientist who migrated to America – and a life-long bachelor Christopher Turner – who the youngest… but was first to marry in-their family before his older sister-and-brother

… that was ‘why’ Jane had ‘older’ cousins – Derrick-and-Melisa, who were 16-and-15… who were-also ‘mean’ to her because Uncle-Jack HAD GIFTED-HER with a prototype learning-AI technology that made the blind-tween to excel in her studies… her-cousins ‘envied-and-unhappy’ that their uncle... who GAVE THEM-NONE to improve their-own school-grades…

“Hello-Jane, how are you…?” The older cousin-sister asked…

“… err… Melisa… hi…”

“Wow-girl, you’re so famous in social-media… I’m following you – I’m in all ‘your’ Facebook-groups and even ‘liked’ all the-posts… I commented too that I’m your-cousin – and everyone is asking-me about you… and your ‘boyfriend’ Tarzan-Paul too – wow… you-both received the Mayor’s Bravery-award, I saw that on telly the other-day… wow… in the Tik-Tok video, your boyfriend ‘killed’ the rhino like a superhero…” The rapt older-girl was intrigued-and-fascinated…

“… err… Melisa… I got to go – I got homework to-do…”

The discomfit blind-tween ended the call…

-O-

At the Mercy & Wilson 24-hour clinic, Dr Shelley Wilson had a quiet-afternoon – there had been a decline of patient-visits and appointments cancellation because of Perth’s zombie-epidemic… where everyone stayed at their home for their-safety…

… it had ‘been’ almost a week in her-brother’s house – since she-and-Samuel moved out of the Wilson’s residence for their-safety since the baboon-attacks… and, with the house currently in-renovations …

… her-B-girl and her estranged husband had moved to the Hilton…

… wasting the family’s life-savings in ‘father-and-daughters’ sense of expensive-comfort living…

The doctor-mother had ‘been’ following her-B-girl in the social-media too… where she was FAMOUS @ the South-Perth Zoo when the African-animals fought to the-death… where Jane rode the elephant during the rhino attacked – while ‘Tarzan’ incapacitated the 2nd-rhino…

… both the B-girl-and-Tarzan were-now the darling Perth’s Famous-couple – who-both were increasing with their-popularity that grew day-by-day… in a time of feel-good news that everyone in Perth craved-and-rooted for in the trying times of the zombie-epidemic – that drove the citizen indoor that affected with-the new-norm of lifestyles-and-businesses alike…

Shelley who-had been an ‘active’ user of Facebook was now ‘shying-away’ since the zoo’s incident… where her friends over there ‘commented’ of Jane’s disobedience of going-out behind her-parents’ back with her-boyfriend – and ended-up in a near-death ‘encounter’ @the zoo…

… the doctor-mother irked-with her niece-and-nephew who had joined the Facebook-groups of ‘Tarzan-and-Jane’ – and having ‘BEEN’ PROMOTING THEM ‘both’ as young role-models of courage-and-bravery…

With currently living under her-brother’s roof in-shame of her failed-marriage – she had ‘blamed’ her husband-Anthony of giving too-much freedom to their blind-daughter who was ‘evolving’ to be a passive-aggressive rebellious-teen since going-to a-regular high-school from her previous school-for the-blind…

… over @Stamford-High, she was involved with the Inspector-of-Perth’s twin-sons… where she foreshadowed the B-girl would ‘get’ into as unwanted pregnancy – because ‘one’ of the-boys ‘was-in’ Jane’s bedroom… which she-heard his-voice on the night of the black-panther attack which ‘happened’ a few-months-ago…

That was ‘why’ she bought a handgun – for her-family’s protection against any undesired-and-unwelcomed animal-or-man – intruding her protective-space…

… while staying in her-brother’s house – before returning-back from-work in the evening, Shelley had been visiting the shooting-range for target-practice of handling a-live handgun, which she carried in her handbag…

… the doctor-mother was satisfied with her-target-shooting and progress – and was also ‘PROUD’ TO-BE…

… raised as the eldest-child in the Turner-family of a strong-willed type – who could handle situations by-herself…

‘… who ‘needs’ a weakling for a husband…?’

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EARLIER THAT MORNING, LOLA FLORES RECEIVED a call from Jane at the hotel that she will-be calling in the-afternoon to speak with Samuel. They both would-make it a ‘secret’ promise that her mother would ‘not’ know that she was in-contact Samuel ‘behind’ her back…

… Lola agreed to ‘HELP’ HER…

… the Wilson-housekeeper knew that the lonely-blind girl ‘missed’ her brother as she was ‘close’ to him – and would ‘kill’ anything to protect-him…

… as ‘proven’ when she slew wild 3-adult baboons – armed only with a kitchen-knife… fighting-off the vicious-animals without sustaining any scratch-or-bite injuries…

She ‘knew’ her-employer was oppressive to her-own daughter – that led to Jane into suffering with her quiet-depression mood. Now that Lola had gained Jane’s trust to confide – her-maternal instinct prompted to help the poor-girl who… had to-go through so-much since-the Wilsons parents’ separation and living apart … of both husband-and-wife and the-siblings-alike…

Lola had ‘not’ forgotten her-earlier promise that she made with the blind-tween – when she ‘had’ nightmares sleeping at-night… as she was ‘disturbed’ by Peter she-said…

… but Lola ‘knew’ it was an-entity called Lilu… an evil-spirit manifestation that preyed-and-disturbed young maiden in their sleep in the province-where she was-from in the Philippines…

The housekeeper gave the girl a crucifix and taught-her the Hail-Mary prayers – but it was ‘not’ enough…

… as-the girl’s bedroom ‘should’ be blessed by the Holy-Spirit to cast-out the evil that resides there…

So, she asked for ‘help’ to her retired parish-priest of the St Fatima Church, a Filipino-Catholic church… where Masses were said in-Tagalog – with the Filipinos families congregate for worship on Sundays…

… where the 90-year-old priest was recovering after his 3rd-heart-attack…

Lola explained to Monsignor Miguelo Del Santos of the-situation, and the superannuated priest listened.... eventhough he was currently-inactive in church... but acted as a community consultant to the Filipinos there.

But he advised Lola against it…

… fearing that ‘blessing-of’ an atheist-house without their-permission would cost her of job if they found-out – what the church did behind their back… and the possibilities of the Wilsons ‘might’ sue the church too…

The still determined Lola-Flores next approached Father Ferdinand Reynolds, who was ordained to take-over the old-priest’s duties to serve the Filipino-flock.

Father Ferdinand was a young and inexperienced ‘newbie’ to the-cloth – whose mother was a Filipina and his-father was White…

… and he spoke terrible-Tagalog… that led to controlled-snickers from the-congregation when he pronounced words wrongly in-Sunday sermons… unlike Del Santos who was from Cebu, the-Philippines who was sent to Perth – and ‘had’ served the community for 40-over-years…

… but the congregation of St Fatima – was behind backing the new-priest because he ‘showed’ dedication-and-commitment – and they would ‘nurture’ and support the young 20-something Father Ferdinand to greater-potential just like the ailing Monsignor-Miguelo was…

When Lola met Father Ferdinand and told of the plight of a blind-girl who was ‘disturbed’ by Lilu-the-incubus in her-sleep, the young-priest was baffled… as he doesn’t ‘believe’ in any folklore superstition – and, had the same stance of as the former Monsignor-Miguelo which was-for the church ‘not’ be involved as the-Wilson had ‘not’ consented-it…

Lola who-was almost-in-tears plead to-him…

“… please Father-Fred, this child is going into sleepless-night by Lilu’s traumatising-and-bothering her ‘against’ her-will… although she’s a ‘non-believer’ but she’s a child-of-God too and she ‘needs’ the church’s help…”

“… come-on, there is ‘no’ such-thing as an-incubus like-what you-from the homeland believe – there is some-sort of scientific medical explanation to ‘what’ this traumatised young-girl is under-going…” The sceptic priest-debunked…

“… evil-spirits are real… they are ‘everywhere’ in every-country’s culture-and-society – and they are here-too… the-DEVIL IS ‘REAL,’ Father-Fred – or else it wouldn’t-be mentioned in the-bible… and is-said that Our-Lord Jesus-too had ‘casted’ them-out… just ‘believe’ in-that, and you’ll ‘know’ what I’m saying…”

“… err, Lola… I don’t know ‘what’ you’re asking of-me – but I’m ‘NO’ EXORCIST…” Responded the puzzled Father Ferdinand…

“… all I’m asking is for you to ‘BLESS’ THE HOUSE… especially the girl’s bedroom, please… can you do that, Monsignor…?”

Finally, the Catholic priest ‘agreed’ – and, since he doesn’t own a car – Lola drove him to the Wilsons that-morning.

-O-

The old Toyota Corolla arrived at the Wilson-residence – Lola who was the housekeeper had her-own key to the front-door… and she let the priest into the empty-house. It would be a 2-HOUR WINDOW for Father-Ferdinand to consecrate the house ‘before’ the building-contractor crew came to continue with the renovation…

… and Lola had to then drop the priest-off @the parish-house – and turn-up for her work @the Turner’s house TO CARETAKE SAMUEL when the doctor-mother left to the clinic… and, the doctor WOULDN’T KNOW about…

… her-daughter’s room ‘had’ BEEN SANCTIFY FROM the evil-entity that gave the girl’s NIGHTMARES…

The place was messy with furniture ‘turned’ and piled-up construction materials, tools and ladders obstructing when – the housekeeper and the-priest came to the middle of the living-room. Lola peeked at the kitchen… and was satisfied that her domain-of-chores was fixed…

… the broken window was replaced with ‘new’ glass-pane – with ‘additional’ metal-grilled bars welded-on… after…

… being broken-INTO TWICE – once by the crashing-black-panther and-then by the rock-throwing congress-of-baboons’ invasion – the housekeeper was glad that Mr Wilson had ‘decided’ to put-up the grill-bars to prevent from future-intrusions…

They climbed-up the stairs to go to Jane’s bedroom. A strong smell of paint-thinner hit their olfactory senses. Lola saw that a first-coat of paint had masked-over the blood-stains of the baboon that had-splashed on-the hallway walls…

… when blind-Jane slashed-and-slew the wild-apes with a kitchen-knife – and ‘miraculously’ saved her brother-and-Lola’s lives that-day…

-O-

Lola opened the door and the cassock attired Father-Ferdinand followed into the blind-girl’s minimalist-bedroom. They both stood-quiet at the foot of the queen-sized bed and stared-around at the room… with a rack of stuffed toys on the left, and Jane study-desk on the right…

The opened room-door behind them slammed shut-hard – both the middle-aged housekeeper and the young-priest were startled by the loud-noise…

… with no wind-gush in the house that slammed the door – Lola ‘felt’ that ‘was’ the Lilu-entity… which was ‘NOT’ PLEASED with the presence of the man-of-God in the home of a non-believer…

Father-Ferdinand wasted no-time and proceeded with the ritual in the house which-they-have no-permission from the owners to be-in. He had brought along a tote bag with the tool of his-trade… and placing a crucifix, and a bottle-vial filled with Holy-water on the desk…

He wore the long stole-sash on shoulders over his cassock… and took-out his bible and said prayers in Latin… and sprinkled Holy-water on himself-and-Lola for self-purification… and gestured the sign-of-the cross on the 4-walls of the room…

… they both felt the temperature of the closed-room had dropped-down a few-degrees… Lola saw the priest’s breath fogging as he recited the Latin-prayers in the cold-room. The housekeeper too delivered her Hail-Marys in Tagalog…

The middle-drawer of Jane’s wooden closet reeled-out and fell on the rugged-floor spewing Jane’s clothes. The young priest was startled as he stopped uttering his-prayers and stared-blank in-astonishment at the loose-drawer…

“… huh… what in-God… what was that…?”

“Father-Fred… please ‘continue’…” Lola ‘urged’ him…

The hesitant priest nodded at her – and proceeded to mumble prayers in-Latin and sprinkled Holy-water on the bed with a maroon-coloured bed-sheet… from behind him the top-drawer detached from the closet and hurled-and-dropped on the middle-of-bed mattress…

… from the drawer, Jane’s bras-and-panties were thrown at Father-Ferdinand’s face who blocked-and-backed-away from the bed – terrified at the paranormal-activities manifestation – as he wanted to-run away in-fear…

But Lola grabbed his-arm and shouted to-his terrified face…

“NO! Father-Fred – don’t be-afraid! Jesus is ‘with’ us – and ‘NOTHING’ CAN harm-us…!”

Breathing-shallow, he mustered his-courage and proceeded to pick-up his dropped bible – and continued his-Latin prayers and sprinkling Holy-water on the messy-bed littered with blind-tween’s clothing…

… the queen-sized bed ‘jumped’ on its 4-legs and levitated, rising-up to the ceiling… beneath the bed some-force shaped as AN ‘APPLE’ that glowed-red that hissed-the sounds twirling-winds – soon the whirling airstreams blew the accumulated dust under-the-bed… and it became stronger – as it-blew at the 2-religious people-present – and every-item in the room were crashing on the 4-walls…

Lola and the-priest persisted with the ritual, pointing their crucifix at the floating-bed that was reaching the ceiling, with Holy-water sprinkled at the red-apple shaped-force…

“The Power-of-Christ compel-you!

“The Blood-of-Christ compel-you!

“The Spirit-of-Christ compel-you, Evil-spirit!”

The miniature-twister in the room was losing its-force and the gales were-subsiding – with the queen-sized bed decelerating-as it descended-back to the rug-floor…

… when they saw ‘WHAT’ THAT slept on the-bed, they were shocked…

… to realise it-was a snake-like coiled black-smoke…

… which-hissed and revealed its-face to the likeness-OF-PETER WALKER’s head onto the black-python smoke-like body with a-thousand eyes glaring at the 2-mortals present…

The scruffy-haired HEAD OF PETER cursed blasphemy in Tagalog – as it was ‘angry’ at the housekeeper-who ‘had’ brought a priest under the roof of an-atheist family…

“… it’s Lilu…” Lola gasped to-herself…

Father-Ferdinand continued with the ‘cleansing’ sacrament – sprinkling strewing-drops of the Holy-water splashed on the unholy-entity… the likeness of Peter was in agony and had multiple vocal-cords crying-out in-pain at-once… in an-assortment of ancient ‘forgotten’ tongues-of-languages of the-old…

… as the Catholic-priest OVERCAME the demon…

“The Power-of-Christ compel-you!

“The Blood-of-Christ compel-you!

“The Spirit-of-Christ compel-you!”

The coiled defeated-spirit rose its head like a cobra as it slithered in-the-air… and ‘escaped’ by snaking-away into the room’s ventilation-holes… to the outside of the Wilson-residence…

The overjoyed-and-rapt Lola hugged the-priest, exclaiming in-both Tagalog-and-English…

“You did’ it, Father-Fred! You have ‘casted-out’ Lilu!!!”

Young-Ferdinand was pale in shock, with his stomach-innards were knot-twisted but he refrained from retching his-guts out in a house where he was-in as an intruder without permission. He felt weak in the-knees and sat at Jane’s desk… looking blanks at the Filipina was singing-praises to both him-and-God for casting-out the spirit…

… he asked for a glass of water… and Lola ‘left’ to the kitchen in a hurry to fetch a glass…

In the meantime, he opened the bottle-of Holy-water and drank what was left-of-it… and, was in-disbelief that ‘without’ any formal church-training… he had performed an exorcism of an entity that lurked in-the-house…

Lola returned with the drink… and the housekeeper proceeded to tidy Jane’s room-up by picking-up the scattered items that was spewed by the demonic-wind…

… so that the Wilson-parents would ‘NOT’ SUSPECT that the room had a priest-in-it – who had exorcized an incubus-spirit from their-daughter’s bedroom…

Luckily, nothing was ‘broken’ in the minimalist-Jane’s room – only the torn-poster of the yellow-suited superhero-Daredevil on the wall…

… that Lola ‘fixed’ by a sticky-strip of Scotch-tape…

… and before-long, the housekeeper and priest ‘left-the-scene’ – before the renovation-crew came-in…