The Possession of Michael King Page #2

Well, I mean, of

course you haven't.

You haven't been allowed to.

Okay, listen, you

stated in your e-mail

that you had a real

experience, real proof,

but you don't, do you?

Okay.

When I was 10,

my father...

he started to take advantage of me.

Every night he would

come into my room...

close the door...

My mother, she must have known.

She prayed all the time.

That was her remedy.

God.

Well, I prayed to God,

but He never stopped

my father, not once.

So I gave up on God.

Started to pray to the devil.

Told him I would do anything

if he'd just make my father stop.

Well, one night not long after,

in the middle of one of his visits,

my father had a heart attack.

Died on the spot.

Wow.

That's awful.

I mean, what happened

to you, it's awful.

But come on.

I mean, how is that anything more

than just a strange coincidence?

Well, not long after, I...

began to hear him

calling out to me,

saying things.

I mean, awful, awful things.

The devil?

You hear him...

you don't answer.

Because if you do, he will

know you're listening

and he will never let you go.

Hmm.

Right.

Thank you for your time.

Appreciate it.

I ordered a demon summoning

kit off the Internet.

I lit the traditionally

evil-looking black candles.

I even sprung for the

expensive incense

because their Internet site said

that the demons get insulted

by the cheap stuff.

Got one plastic ritual altar.

Nice. Very nice.

And one photocopied booklet.

A lot of money went into

that guy right there, huh?

I also used Ellie's coloring

set to draw my symbols.

Somehow crayons seemed appropriate.

So basically what you do is this.

You draw the symbol

for the demon that

you wish to summon.

All right?

You read the spell from this.

Then you light it,

put it in the altar.

Voila.

Instant demon.

Well, surprise, surprise,

the demons were a no-show.

Although...

...something's happening.

Okay, there's no demon.

It was worth a shot.

So we got in touch

with a demonologist.

And after negotiating a small...

well, smallish... fee,

we've convinced him to

summon a demon for us.

Just a sec.

Hi. Michael King.

This is Jordan.

So why do people

always summon demons,

never angels?

People summon angels all the time.

They just don't want to interfere.

Now, demons, on the other hand,

they're just dying to come here.

It's most tempting to do that

when we're kind of weak,

out of sorts.

Some people meditate for years

to achieve the proper mind set,

but we use tricks...

to get us there faster.

- Uh, grape juice?

- With LSD.

How much LSD?

If you're nervous about this part,

we should stop right now.

There are two prevalent

methods for summoning demons.

The first is by offering the

demon something up front.

A human life, continued servitude,

your own soul.

I don't recommend those paths

as once performed they're

very hard to undo.

The second method entails

creating the type

of frenetic atmosphere

demons are drawn to...

chaos, blood,

sex, violence.

I'll need some of your essence.

Uh, saliva?

Semen.

You're kidding, right?

And I have to get it in this cup?

- Bathroom's right over there.

- Okay.

Ever hear of auto writing?

Scrying? Psychography?

It's how we're going

to pick your demon,

- the one we're going to summon.

- Okay.

Close your eyes.

Now, clear your mind.

Open yourself up to the beyond.

Allow their energy

to flow through you,

to use you.

Let their energy flow.

Breathe.

Breathe.

I'm sorry, I'm not very susceptible

to this kind of stuff.

- I'm sorry.

- You did just fine.

Just a minute here.

So what are we looking

for here? What's this?

To see if the image that you drew

matches up with one of the demons.

And you think that I drew this?

Look.

Daungore.

"Commander of 37 legions.

Seeker of the defenseless,

the weak-spirited,

the nonbeliever.

Known also as the Great Mocker,

Destroyer of Thought,

Breeder of Ants,

Stealer of Children.

He comes accompanied by the

sound of cacophonous music,

staying with the conjurer

until tormentum in dum demens."

It's Latin for

"torture until madness."

I feel pretty weird, man.

Okay, look at this, man.

This look safe to you?

This is f***ed up.

This is f***ed up.

Look at all this plastic.

They're gonna kill me in here.

That's what they're gonna do.

Oh, my God.

I'm losing my mind.

This is a bad idea.

This is bad. Jordan,

check this out.

Dude, maybe we should get

the f*** out of here.

Oh, my God, what the f*** have

we gotten ourselves into?

Oh, sh*t.

These are real.

Satan. Lucifer.

Okay, so what are you doing here?

I'm freaking out a little bit.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Jordan? Jordan, what the

f*** is going on, man?

Something's f***ing up the camera.

I can't see sh*t.

Hey, hey, hey!

Michael, are you okay?

Are you all right?

Oh, sh*t.

She's got a knife.

Get that f***ing knife off of him!

Get it off of him!

Jesus Christ!

Well...

that was, like, some kind

of satanic porn shoot.

The smell in there, right?

And you paid him.

Come on, man, shh.

Seriously, turn that off.

So you want me to

order you some chili?

Runny eggs?

Or how about a cup of bloody jizz?

Don't. Don't. Don't.

I'm never eating again.

At least enjoy the acid. Ready?

You're running through a forest.

You're running through a forest.

Don't, dude. Don't.

Seriously, come on.

I hate you. Turn it off.

So necromancy is considered

the blackest of the black arts.

Why is that?

Well...

I think it gets most of its bad rap

because of the method

employed in performing it.

You mean dealing with corpses,

graves, funeral rites.

Right, right. That kind

of creeps people out.

Sure.

But as a mortician,

it's all part of my day job.

And as far as the magic goes...

it's really no different

than what any of these

mediums are doing

except we just employ a

slightly different method

in raising the dead.

Teeth taken from our

little friend over there.

A freshly deceased body

works best because the

soul may still be lingering.

Then we can kind of confuse it.

You know, make it think

that it's still alive

and that all it needs to do is just

get back inside of its living body.

Okay.

This is a mild anesthetic

similar to Novocain.

- Okay. Doing all right?

- Yeah.

Okay, it'll start to numb

in just a couple minutes.

The more that we can

make you appear

like that body the

soul once inhabited,

the better our chances.

You feel that?

- No.

- Okay.

The astral corpse,

it wants to keep living.

Living is what it knows.

You know? And unless it's

already grown accustomed

to the afterlife,

it's what's normal.

And it's desperate

to cling on to that.

The Sonoran Desert toad

contains dimethyltryptamine,

or DMT,

the most powerful

psychedelic on the planet.

The human body produces DMT.

It's released when we die.

It helps us pass to the other side.

But taking it while

we're still living

simulates a near-death experience.

I'm going to need to let it dry.

Prepare it.

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