I Went to the Enemy’s Camp: Part 2 of 7

​My fingertips brushed the switch and a jolt of electricity zipped through my body. I felt the hand release me as I dropped to the ground. Everything went black. I coughed a few times and sat up quickly. I looked at my watch but it had stopped working, probably from the electric shock. Judging by the clock on the wall I had only been unconscious for about ten minutes. I looked at the cell. The woman was standing by the cell door glaring at me with those black soulless eyes.
 
I grabbed my notebook and pen off the floor, picked up my chair, and sat down. The woman reached for the mat on the floor. “I wouldn’t do that. You’re in a modified shark cage. Divers use them to safely observe sharks. The rubber mat is there for your protection, so the bottom of the cage doesn’t electrocute you.”
 
“What do you want with me?” She hissed.
 
“I want to know how to beat him.”
 
“Beat who?”
 
“Satan.”
 
She tilted her head to one side and raised her eyebrow. “That’s why you kidnapped me?” Her voice sounded more like the woman’s regular voice.
 
“Yes, I want to know how to beat him. I’m tired of feeling helpless and at a loss. It’s stupid. There has to be a way to live better.”
 
She shook her head. “What exactly do you think that I can give you?”
 
“Inside information. How do I stop his attack? What’s his battle plan?”
 
She sat down, crossed her legs, set her elbow on her knee, and rested her chin on her hand. “So, I’m to believe that you are a Christian?”
 
“I am a Christian.”
 
“What exactly does that word mean in today’s world?”
 
“Stop playing games, you know what it means. I’m a follower of Christ. I follow his teachings.”
 
She laughed. “If you did, you wouldn’t be asking me for advice right now.”
 
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