Chapter 122: Anger from the Demon!
Mia instinctively tried to turn around, but was grabbed and pulled back.
"Do you remember what Father William said?" Lorraine stared at Mia and shook her head slightly.
The latter finally came to her senses.
But things obviously wouldn't be that simple.
"Mi... Mia, I'm in so much pain."
"My 'Hera', why don't you answer me?"
"Ugh... it hurts."
Mia gripped the handle of the baby carriage tightly, her body trembling constantly.
The voice behind her was so real; she could even "see" her husband's painful appearance.
"Is... is it really an hallucination?" Mia looked at Lorraine, her eyes full of helplessness and panic.
The nickname "Hera" belonged uniquely to her husband John; it was a secret only the two of them knew.
What if...
This thought emerged in Mia's heart, and then it got out of control.
She let go of the baby carriage and was about to turn around immediately.
But Lorraine stopped her again.
"Relax, Mia! Only a dozen minutes have passed since you called John."
"He couldn't have rushed here so quickly!"
Lorraine guided Mia with words, making the latter realize the unreasonableness.
This method really worked.
Mia thought for a moment, and her emotions stabilized a lot.
Just when Lorraine was relieved, the voice behind her made her body tremble.
"Mom! Dad and the priest are trapped in the room."
"Mom... Uncle John! Why are you injured!"
Lorraine took a deep breath.
"Phew..."
Although she knew this was the trick of the evil spirit.
But when experiencing it personally, one would understand how much courage it took not to turn back.
"Fortunately, Father William reminded us many times." Lorraine thought to herself.
On the other side, the voices of "Judy" and "John" were still conversing.
"Judy, help me quickly; Mia and your mother seem to have something wrong..."
"Uncle John, did you just come back from the hospital..."
The content of the "two people's" conversation sounded very serious, but Lorraine became more and more sober.
She smiled and patted Mia.
"Isn't John seriously injured? How does he still have the strength to say so much?"
"That voice pretending to be my daughter seems to have forgotten that she came for help."
"And the most incongruous point is that those two voices kept talking about memories familiar to us, seeming very eager to prove their authenticity. This is too deliberate."
Lorraine exposed the falsehood of the evil spirit.
Mia nodded in agreement: "Father William was indeed right. Is it going to imitate Leah next?"
As soon as the voice fell, the sounds behind them disappeared completely.
If they turned around at this time, they would find that there was no one in front of the apartment.
Only a doll lay quietly on the ground.
Annabelle's eyes stared dead at the backs of the two ladies.
Why!
Why do they all know!
This is completely unreasonable!
You damn humans should walk into the trap obediently with panic on your faces!
This is the expected future; past stories have always been written like this.
But this time... it actually failed.
Priest! Priest!
It's all that damn priest!
The doll's eyes instantly turned to the corner, then stared hard in the direction of the apartment, looking quite eerie.
The priest will definitely pay the price!
Annabelle drove the evil power.
Soon, it discovered the trio in the building.
Dangerous holy statues, pure Holy Water, and this unbreakable barrier in front of it.
This made Annabelle sense a trace of threat.
It realized that it had been calculated by the Church.
But thinking that this could stop a demon would be too naive.
Annabelle's power enveloped other floors of the apartment.
Before long, it found an opportunity.
The authority of the Church was only in the corridors, and there were still many humans in the apartment rooms; they were its chance to escape.
In the next moment, the doll disappeared from the spot.
First-floor window.
The black aunt was swaying her body to the music.
At this time, her pet dog "Lucy" suddenly ran over with a rope in its mouth.
Feeling the fur on her calf, the black aunt looked down.
She saw "Lucy" hopping to the door, fiddling with the handle with her front paws.
"Oh, dear, the sweet priest just now said we shouldn't go out."
The black aunt shook her head and walked towards the door.
At this time, two dog barks suddenly sounded from the side.
She turned her head.
She saw Lucy suddenly appear beside the sofa, looking fierce and vigilant towards the door.
"What! Why are there two Lucys?"
The black aunt looked confused.
Then, Lucy beside the sofa quickly ran back to the bedroom, and when she came out again, she had a crucifix in her mouth.
This was given to the owner by the guy in black outside just now!
Lucy threw the crucifix towards the door.
The fake "Lucy" disappeared instantly.
"Damn! I must be seeing things!"
The black aunt patted Lucy's head and swayed her body to the music again.
Outside the window, the doll stared quietly at this household.
A moment later, it disappeared.
For the next period of time.
The residents opposite, the second floor, the third floor...
Noises could be heard from time to time throughout the apartment.
If someone stood below and observed, they would find a doll frequently appearing outside the windows on each floor.
Its whereabouts were elusive, but you could always catch the scene of it being driven out.
After Annabelle failed for the eighteenth time, it appeared in the bushes outside the first floor of the apartment.
Snip.
A section of the bush was neatly cut off.
After the branches and leaves fell, the weird doll sitting behind was revealed.
Damn priest!
A vile Church full of hypocrites and child molesters!
You should all go to hell!
Annabelle vented its anger.
It never imagined that such a tricky guy could appear in the Church.
Cunning and torture should be the privileges of demons!
But now Annabelle had become the "victim" instead; this was simply a humiliation!
If word got back down below, it wouldn't be able to raise its head in front of other demons for hundreds of years.
But after the anger, it also developed a strong sense of crisis.
The cunning priest seemed to have blocked all retreat routes; was it going to fall into the hands of the Church this time?
There must be a chance!
Annabelle drove all its power, looking for the possibility of escape.
It sensed that the three humans had reached the tenth floor and were knocking on the door opposite Mia's home.
And holy statues had long been placed in the corridors.
Only Mia's house had not been "polluted" by Holy Power.
That was Annabelle's territory, and the enslaved dead spirits only obeyed its dispatch.
So, it hesitated no more.
"Thank you for your cooperation."
William smiled and withdrew from room 1001.
This was the last household, and from this moment on, he had laid a dragnet over the entire apartment.
Let that evil spirit have whatever skills; it couldn't escape from here.
Judy held the crucifix, looking eager to try.
Ed shook his head.
Having witnessed William's arrangements along the way, he actually felt a little sympathy for the evil spirit in Mia's home.
"You can ask Lorraine and the others to come back." William looked at Ed and said.
Now that the holy artifacts for the ritual were fully arranged, the apartment had leaped to become the safest place.
Who knew how big the commotion would be during the exorcism later?
Once other evil spirits and demons were attracted, it would be unsafe for Mia and Lorraine to stay outside.
So William planned to call the two ladies back.
Of course, to avoid things like "teammates suddenly having cramps and causing trouble during the exorcism process."
William asked several people to drink Holy Water in advance.
He also asked them to carry five amulets with them, so that even losing a few wouldn't affect the situation.
Finally, of course, he didn't forget to instruct the Warren couple—focus on watching Mia and don't let her act recklessly.
After doing this, William took out a note soaked in Holy Water, then asked Ed for a pen.
Judy leaned in curiously.
She saw William write with a black pen—"I'm coming to find you."
He folded the note and stuffed it into the crack of the door with a mischievous taste.
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