She rolled her eyes. “Don’t you read your Bible? What’s that little acronym they came up with a few years ago? Wait, what year is it? Maybe that was last century.” She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. It still applies. Basic instruction before leaving Earth. Christ already laid it all out for you to study. You should already know.”
“I’ve read the Bible. I’m tired of things going good one day and bad the next. I want to know how to shut him down in my life entirely.” I stared at her, “And I’d appreciate it if you told me. The last guy wasn’t willing to cooperate.”
She jerked her head up from staring at the floor. “Last guy?”
“Yeah, you’re the fifth one I captured and the other four didn’t stick around for very long.” I walked over to the sink and filled a cup with water.
“Wait, wait, wait…” she snapped her fingers, “You’re that demon hunter I heard about before I came.” She looked up. “Why me? Haven’t I been punished…” she stopped quickly, got on her knees, and bowed her face and hands to the floor.
She was whispering something that I couldn’t understand. I walked closer to the cell. “What are you doing?” She continued to stay on the floor with her face down. “Hey!”
She sat up. “Listen, I don’t now what you’re looking for but I can’t give it to you. Just let me go. I only came back to have a moment of peace.”
“Yes.” She closed her eyes, “Like you feel in His presence. If I could just have one more moment in His presence…”
“Who’s presence? God?”
She jumped to her feet and glared at me through the cell. “Don’t speak his name. You’re not even worthy to think it.”
“Excuse me? I’m the Christian, you’re the demon.”
She spit at my face through the bars. “You’re blinded and disgusting. You disgrace His name.” She looked up and glared at me even harder. “Why He allows such mockery to continue is beyond my knowledge. You are no follower of Christ! Give me Paul or John any day. Even Jesus himself. I’d rather go back into those pigs than suffer this.”
“Answer my question and I will let you go.”
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