Judah stood up from the sofa and reached for his revolver but it was not at his side.

"Aha!' screamed Azazel as it flung a flaming arrow at Judah, "be consumed by the fires of Gehanna!

Judah recoiled as the ball of fire hit him. The pain was unbearable. It was as if he had been hit by a flamethrower. His skin crackled and he could smell burning flesh. Judah pleaded with the Lord to heal him of this pain. "Lord, you said by your stripes we are healed. Lord I ask that of you in Jesus ' name."

Then Judah prayed without ceasing for the Holy Spirit to put on him the full Armor of God. The Spirit girded his loins with Truth, gave him the Breastplate of Righteousness and covered his feet with the preparation of the Gospel of peace. He took up the Shield of Faith, the Helmet of Salvation and the Sword of the Spirit.

Azazel recoiled and became increasingly more angry as the flaming bolts now bounced off.

It shrieked an unholy roar that shook the house. It began flapping its wings ever faster.

Judah took up the Sword of the Spirit and screamed "I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ. I command you to leave this place, now!"

Azazel held its wings over its face and cowered.

"I command you to leave this place in Jesus's Holy Name. I plead the blood of the slain Messiah over myself, Azazel, you beast from the pits of Hell!" Judah yelled boldly as he stood right in its face. Judah took the Sword of the Spirit and swiped it across the face of this monstrous dark being. Azazel covered its face and continued to shriek. Then it was gone.

Judah woke up and found himself on the sofa. What a nightmare that had been, he thought. He remembered every detail as if it had really just happened. As he got up and walked into the kitchen he found several pieces of china had crashed to the floor and broken. He thought that there must have been a sonic boom from the nearby military facilities, but curiously it had never happened before? When he went back into the living room, he found a burn mark on the carpeting where he dreamed that he was standing. Judah sat down and pulled up his shirt. There was a large circular scar in the middle of his chest where the burning ball of fire had hit him in the dream. He touched it but there was no pain although it felt warm. Judah put his head in his hands and thanked God. Then he began to sob. Pages 55-56

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