Fort Jackson, South Carolina
6pm - Barracks
Fort Jackson.
I had just been recruited into the army. The supply unit handed me my bags and clothes and I was on my way to the base of resting.
The Barracks. at 17, I didn't have much for me. Here from the academy, miles away from home.
Just an exorcist in the US.
"All right you jackflapers! shut the hell up and listen!"
The Sarge. yelled as he walked back and forth infront of our bed sides.
"Its your first day here, got your goddamn rest and i'll be seeing you at 4o'ck in the fucking morning,
do I make myself clear?" He said in each of our faces at the top of his lungs.
"Sir, Yes, Sir!"
"I can't hear you!"
"SIR YES SIR!" I yelled drastically louder.
What the Hell, This Idiot can't hear us or something?
"Alright, Now goodnight Ladies!"
We all climbed into our beds, as the Sarge turned off the lights.
So I closed my eyes to sleep.
It took a few minutes to fall but I was asleep.
I was walking into the barracks and this spirit appeared infront of me.
"Give me your soul, Rin"
"The Fu- No-" What? In that exact moment of this, My voice was cut off.
My mouth wide open trying to speak. But nothing.
I remember thinking.
'Come on! Speak! Speak! Damn it! I'm not going to let him control me!'
Gathering up my strength and the voice that I knew I had.
"No, Humble yourself! I will not take orders for you! No one tells me what to do! Ever!"
As soon as I said that. I woke up. I sat up with sweat covering my body.
I looked at my watch hidden under my pillow.
3:45 am.
How Long?