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The Petsorcist
by David Kempf
Category: Horror/Humor
Description: A dedicated priest, who is part of a deeply secret and unappreciated order of exorcists, seeks help from a secular millionaire to battle evil. Dedicated and fearless, the priest soon realizes he might need to confront an evil as powerful as the devil himself, and that in doing so, he might pay the ultimate price. It's not long before the priest finds himself trapped in an Orwellian nightmare of demonic possession and betrayal. The Petsorcist combines humor and horror to tell a different kind of story.
eBook Publisher: TheEbookSale Publishing/TheEbookSale Publishing, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: July 2011
 
4 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [231 KB]
Words: 51868
Reading time: 148-207 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
David Kempf's novel of demonic possession is more than just a parody of one of the most famous horror movies of all time. I think many readers who enjoyed Blatty's novel will get a kick out of Kempf's use of merging horror and comedy. The Petsorcist is a complex novella that deals with religious chaos and the fear of the unknown in ways that are both frightening and funny. Highly recommended! Jon Donnis Editor Masters of Horror U.K.
An Odd Exorcism
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The priest had never seen anything like this before in his life.
"It bit, it scratched and did unspeakable things to me," said the terrified man to the priest performing the exorcism...
The one doing the ritual was no stranger to exorcism. The priest had performed so many in almost every known country on the planet.
Still, he had never seen anything like this. The possession was so obvious that it would make the most arrogant skeptic of the supernatural feel like a fool.
"Does he always float so high above his bed?" asked the priest.
"At least twice a day," the man answered.
When something made of flesh and blood floats twice the length of its body above the bed, it is clear something supernatural is going on.
It was most certainly going on here.
"He shows the signs..." said the man.
"Yes," answered the priest.
"And then some," he added.
He did show the signs.
It wasn't an ordinary viciousness. It was far worse. The man hoped the priest knew what he was doing. He saw that his most cherished friend was showing satanic behavior and put his faith in the exorcist.
"The devil and his minions, Father, really?"
"Yes."
"Sorry..."
"There is no room for atheists or agnostics here. There are no atheists in foxholes or right here in the privacy of your own home. Your best friend is the victim of demonic possession..."
"No, I suppose not," the man answered.
The unspeakable noises continued to come from the other room.
"How did this happen?" asked the priest.
"The attic..."
"Yes."
"He was playing around in the attic, you know."
"No," the priest answered.
"He found a Ouija board I used to play with when I was a kid."
"That's nothing to play around with. I would rather see him swallow live mice and die of stomach poising."
"Father!"
"Sorry."
"Please, Father..."
"Listen to me, one distraction is merely disgusting and can lead to severe health problems or death. The other is a Trojan horse. It's a gateway game that leads God's creatures to eternal damnation. Slowly but surely the mask of innocence is proven to be a trap that ultimately leads to hell. Never mess with the unknown!"
"I understand, Father."
The priest couldn't help think that was an absurd thing to say. How could anyone truly understand this?
The man had seen his favorite companion lose all of his dignity; the companion he'd previously seen as majestic and something to be revered.
"I'm almost afraid to go back in there but I know I will. I have faith. I must do it."
The priest slowly turned open the door as the man watched. The priest was afraid. He was very afraid.
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