Once inside the craft, he found himself on a table. There were small dark
entities scurrying all around him. They were hairless with big black eyes.
They seemed to communicate telepathically because he saw no mouth organs. Then
out of the shadows appeared a large angelic like being. It was black with
black wings and small white eyes. It looked at Judah and lifted up its wings
to the ceiling and silently cried out some monstrous call. All the other
beings scurried away. Judah recognized this thing as the Azazel entity from
the Institute's Remote Viewing Project, the one that Stephen had been
The next instant Judah was bombarded by flaming missiles to his entire body.
They pummeled him mercilessly. He tried to scream out in pain but no sounds
came forth. He felt himself being consumed by this bombardment of blazing
projectiles. Judah thought of Dawn and of his mother. His entire life raced
before his eyes as he prepared to meet his Maker. pages 34-35
As Judah sped home to Potomac, the sky was dark and lightning flashed all
around. Thunder bellowed from unseen cannons in the sky. The road became a
mass of hailstones and his car swerved from side to side. He had to slow down
to an almost crawl. He put on his lights and pulled off the road. After a few
harrowing minutes, he could move again although it had to be very cautiously.
When he neared his beautiful Tudor style home, he groaned in terror. Above his
house in the midst of the black thunderclouds was a huge saucer. From its base
emanated a narrow beam of light. Judah raced into the driveway just as he saw
his mother being taken up in the beam. He struggled to get out of his
seatbelt, but it became all tangled. His mother was now above the roofline and
all the while was in an apparent trance. She looked almost asleep.
As he finally cut the seatbelt with his pocketknife, Judah sprang from the
car. He raced up to the beam but it had already deposited his mother inside
the ship. Judah jumped up, but the beam was out of his grasp. He could not
reach it. He lay on the ground amidst the hailstones and the pelting rain and
yelled out in extreme anguish.
"Bring my mother back, you beings from the pits of hell", Judah screamed
shaking his fist at the heavens. "She has done nothing to you. Leave her
alone. It is me that you want!"
Judah then emptied his revolver into the hovering craft but nothing happened.
The craft suddenly disappeared from the Maryland sky with his mother onboard.
Judah scrambled all around to try and figure out what he should do. He could
not call the police. He could not go after them. What could he do? He thought
of calling the Institute and speaking with Stephen. Maybe he could put him in
touch with Azazel. He tried but everyone had gone home.He prepared himself to
meet the enemy once again on his turf to save his mother, but he needed to be
prayed up or else Azazel would devour him with flaming missiles. He also
needed to bathe himself in the shed blood of Christ to ward off all the wiles
of the great deceiver.
He did not know if he could save his mother. She was not a Believer and thus
was open to the attacks of the prince of the air as were everyone, but she did
not have the weapons of the Holy Spirit to defend herself.
Judah pleaded with the Lord to let him rescue his mother. She was old and
frail. He did not know how much of this that she could take. He could only
imagine her waking up in a strange craft and being interrogated by those
hideous creatures of the night. It was almost morning now but Bertha had not
returned. He knew that Azazel was doing this to get at him. First Dawn and now
his mother. They would stop at nothing to continue to pursue their ends.
Suddenly, Bertha's body apparently fell right through the skylight without
breaking it onto the floor in front of Judah. He screamed and ran up to her
lifeless body.Bertha was barely breathing. There was a look of absolute fright
on her face that scared even Judah. Her eyes were wide open as was her mouth.
Her pupils were fully dilated. Her hair stood out like she had put her finger
in the light socket. Judah gave her CPR, but she barely responded. He did not
want to leave her, but finally had to go and call the paramedics. As he
dialed, he abruptly thought of their probable reaction. Here was another
family member of his unconscious without any apparent cause.
When they arrived, the EMTs quickly loaded his mother into the ambulance.
Ironically, it was the same team as before with Dawn. They gave him strange
looks. pages 45-47
When he got home, Judah just crashed on the sofa. These last few weeks had
been exhausting both physically as well as emotionally. He dreamed that Azazel
was before him once again. Its huge black wings were lifted up and reached
nearly to his ceiling. It just stared at him through cold white pupiless
slits. Judah could feel heat radiating from it.
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