Chapter 63: S#11. Exosister (2)
by fnovelpia
Naomi, who had been tied to the bed, was standing on the stairs.
The pastor hesitated.
“Na, Na, Naomi…!”
“Naomi isn’t here, you b*tch!!”
The talisman that had been on her forehead was gone.
Naomi bent her back.
Crack-
Her movements went far beyond the normal range of motion.
With her torso completely bent backward, she grabbed her ankles. Her face appeared between her legs.
Her body formed a perfect O shape.
“In hell, this is how you go down the stairs!”
It seemed she had learned some strange tricks at the Bible camp.
Naomi rolled down the stairs like a hoop rolling down a hill.
I could vividly hear the sound of bones breaking. Along with it came the demon’s chilling laughter.
I couldn’t just stand and watch, so I caught Naomi in mid-air. As expected, she fiercely resisted.
I needed to act quickly.
“Pastor, where is the basement?!”
“Wh… why the basement…?”
“It’s common sense to lock a demon in the basement!!”
The pastor hurriedly led us to the basement.
Seeing her daughter’s contorted body, the wife screamed loudly.
In a rush, we opened the basement door and threw Naomi down.
After closing the door, we reinforced it with planks and nailed it shut.
“As expected, Summer, you’re reliable.”
Reiko smiled slightly. I wiped the cold sweat off my forehead.
No, on closer inspection, it wasn’t cold sweat but the spinach-colored vomit Naomi had spewed on me.
I started feeling nauseous.
“Reiko, what do we do now?”
“I thought one talisman would be enough. But her condition is much worse than I expected.”
Reiko turned to the couple and spoke.
“I sense a very strong evil force from Naomi. It’s almost as if she is the demon itself. You could say she’s more than 99% possessed.”
“Oh, God…!”
The couple ran to the large cross on the wall in the hallway.
The pastor knelt and prayed. The wife also knelt beside him, hands clasped together.
In such a dreadful situation, the only thing they could rely on was their faith.
Thinking about it, something felt off.
Why did such a bizarre incident happen to a couple with such devout faith?
Could they be part of a cult?
Reiko’s suspicion that the pastor might worship the devil seemed reasonable.
Suddenly, we heard a sound.
There was a thumping noise from the basement door.
A faint, delicate voice of a girl came from the other side.
“Mother… Father…”
“Na, Naomi?”
“Why am I in the basement…? Ugh, I think my back is broken… It hurts so much…”
“……”
“Please open the door… please…!”
Naomi cried out pitifully. There was no trace of the viciousness we had encountered on the second floor.
I warned the couple.
“Don’t be fooled!”
It was a classic <Evil Dead> trick.
A demon pretending to have returned to normal.
Despite my warning, the wife couldn’t overcome her maternal instincts.
“I’ll get you out right away, dear!”
“Mother… please hurry…”
Half out of her mind, the wife grabbed the doorknob and tried to turn it.
But the door was locked. Moreover, it was nailed shut with planks, making it impossible to open.
Naomi’s sobbing continued.
“Please hurry, mother… hurry… hurry… hurry…”
“Just wait a little longer, dear!”
“Hurry… hurry… hurry up and die.”
A hole was punched through the door. Naomi’s arm shot out and grabbed the wife’s hair.
“Ahhh…!”
“Gotcha, you stupid b*tch!”
It was indeed a trap.
A grotesque arm shot through the door and grabbed the wife’s hair, pulling her towards the door.
I rushed forward like a tiger and kicked the door.
Bang- The door broke off. The wife’s hair and Naomi’s hand separated.
Naomi, still clutching a handful of hair, fell down the basement stairs along with the broken door.
Leaving Naomi, I brought the door back and reattached it to the basement entrance.
I patched the hole with a board.
The wife clutched her torn, exposed scalp and whimpered, looking like a bald eagle deprived of its prey.
“Oh, my hair…!”
“I told you not to be fooled.”
The basement door was sealed again. Naomi was violently thrashing about.
“Open this door, you damn bitches!! If you don’t open it now, I’ll tear your limbs apart!!!! I’ll bathe your bodies in blood!!!!! Hahaha!!!”
There was a thumping noise. She was injuring herself by slamming into the basement walls.
The demon was abusing the girl’s body mercilessly.
The couple screamed and resumed praying.
What should I do?
I recalled some exorcism methods I’d learned from horror movies.
Burning alive. Burying alive. Cutting off the head with a chainsaw. Charging in with a katana mounted on a motorcycle.
Why could I only think of violent methods?
I quietly asked Reiko.
“Reiko… is there a way to save Naomi?”
“Of course. But the demon that has taken over Naomi’s body is incredibly powerful, so it’s impossible to perform the ritual today. We have to wait until tomorrow.”
She asked me to return tomorrow.
It was a request I couldn’t refuse. No one else could physically restrain Naomi.
To be honest, I had no desire to return to this house.
Once was enough for seeing a demon. Just looking at it was mentally exhausting.
However, I felt too sorry for Naomi to abandon her. At this rate, her body would be destroyed within a few days.
‘With great power comes great responsibility,’ I recalled Uncle Ben’s words.
If I had the power to fight demons, it might be my fate to do so.
Like John Constantine in <Constantine> and Ash in <Evil Dead>.
Leaving the despairing couple behind, Reiko and I promised to return tomorrow.
I mentally listed items useful for exorcising demons.
Suddenly, a pair of twins came to mind.
After dawn, as morning arrived.
Hilda Hyper was looking for something in front of the lab bench.
She had placed a pretty letter somewhere here, but she couldn’t find it despite searching.
She rummaged through various lab equipment.
Finally, she found the letter paper in a corner.
Hilda picked up a pen with trembling hands.
‘Summer. Shall we have a drink after work?
I’m prepared to be rejected again, but I’m suggesting it anyway.
You can’t imagine the amount of courage it takes for me to write this note to you.
Handing you this note feels like jumping off a high cliff with a parachute.
When you reject me, it feels like the parachute doesn’t open mid-air.
Don’t you want to be friends with me?
Of course, I understand why you wouldn’t give me a second look.
You have many great friends around you, like Ms. Strode and Ms. Ishikawa.
You wouldn’t be interested in a boring girl who can’t even hear.
But I still want a chance. I want to know more about you, Summer.
To put it bluntly, I will buy your time.
I will pay you to go on a date wi-‘
“…Hilda. What are you writing?”
When her sister grabbed her shoulder, Hilda Hyper jumped as if she had been electrocuted.
She hastily hid the letter she was writing.
Hilda wore a tearful expression on her elegant face. Her long eyelashes trembled, and her ears turned red.
Even though she knew Zelda couldn’t read it, she was embarrassed to show the letter.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Zelda, using the wall as a guide, went to open the front door.
Summer stood there. His face was haggard, showing signs of whatever he had gone through the night before.
“Zelda, it’s me.”
“Summer…? Why did you come to our house? Don’t you have to go to work at the pharmacy?”
“I don’t think I can go to work today.”
It was an abrupt notice of taking the day off.
Zelda, who was understanding, nodded.
Scratching his head, Summer spoke up.
“By the way, Zelda… do you have any sleeping pills?”
“Sleeping pills?”
“The strongest ones, enough to put an elephant to sleep. I haven’t been able to sleep at all lately…”
“Oh, that’s why your voice sounds so tired. Wait a moment.”
Zelda went inside to find the sleeping pills.
In the meantime, Hilda came out quickly.
Her face turned bright red when she saw Summer.
“Hello, Hilda.”
Summer greeted her.
Although Hilda couldn’t hear his greeting, her heart raced pitifully.
She hesitated, clutching a letter behind her back.
She debated whether to give it to him or not, over and over in her mind.
“Summer, I brought the medicine!”
While Hilda hesitated, Zelda returned.
Hilda missed the chance to hand over the letter. It was too late for regrets.
Zelda handed Summer a syringe filled with green liquid.
“This isn’t an anesthetic but an ultra-strong sedative. It will relax all your muscles and force your consciousness to shut down, so it’s essentially a sleeping pill.”
“Is it okay to administer this to a child?”
“Probably. But you said you were going to use it, right?”
“Uh… I just wanted to make sure.”
Zelda didn’t know.
Her sister had rearranged the chemicals on the lab bench while looking for letter paper.
Hilda didn’t know.
Her sister had grabbed the wrong flask and brought the wrong medicine.
Summer didn’t know.
The true nature of the liquid inside the syringe he was holding.
The green liquid in the syringe wasn’t a sedative.
It was ‘Hulk Juice,’ a concoction designed to increase muscle strength explosively for up to 72 hours.
Zelda’s masterpiece, but it had significant side effects and was sealed away until they could be addressed.
Summer put the syringe in his pocket.
I cheered inwardly.
I had obtained a great item. Hyper twins’ ultra-strong sedative.
With this, I could safely subdue Naomi. No need for fists or chainsaws, just one injection would do.
Leaving the twins’ house, I went straight to the police station.
I met Bob Bojangles.
He was drinking melted donuts from a cup made of stacked donuts.
If you cut him in half, it seemed like donuts would come out instead of blood.
I asked Bob about the mass disappearance case at the camp.
Bob drank his donut with a serious expression.
“Slurp… You mean the incident that happened three days ago.”
“Can you tell me about the investigation status?”
“The case is closed.”
Bob said.
“The bus heading to the campsite exploded, and everyone on board died.”
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