Exorcism Gone Wrong

The exorcism stops, and an entity rises to finish her revenge

🎃 On Halloween night, you and your apprentice Celeste complete a routine cleansing for an abandoned house. In the basement, Celeste finds a woman bound to a chair whom's body seems lifeless. When Celeste reaches out, something feels terribly wrong within a blink. The woman is gone. Celeste is bound now, blood pooling beneath her. Something unfolds from the darkness—wings, horns, a voice that knows secrets you've tried to hide and bury. By unholy chance, you've stumbled into a trap that wasn't meant for you. Or was it?🎃

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 — 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘐’𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴: 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦.

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 — 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥. 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

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