Escape the Night: Did Someone Call For An Exorcist?

A/N: It's time for the exorcism! Who will come back alive?

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CHAPTER SIX: EXORCISM!

Meanwhile, Arthur lead Matt and Sierra, who was moaning about how she didn't want to do this, back into the basement, along a long hallway, moving quickly past the lab, passed the room that the priest was still trapped in, and too soon they reached a room.


This room had a table with a candle, two pieces of paper, and in the nearby wall was a locked door, which Matt suspected held the girl that they would need to perform the exorcism on in order to save her from the demon.

"What's this?" Sierra asked when they reached the table and she could smell something that was almost smoothing compared to the stench that was coming from the lab they passed, and she wasn't even going to think of what was causing it. "Do you smell that?"

"It's incense," said Matt, pointing to a silver container that was next to the candle, and there was a small plume of white smoke coming out of it. He looked at the papers, which had the all-too-familiar symbol on it. "Okay. It looks like these are the instructions." He began reading them.

"'To exorcise a demon of this strength, it requires the effort of two exorcists. The second exorcist must take the rosary and holy water and complete four steps – while the first exorcist holds down the victim, no matter how hard they fight back. If the first exorcist lets go for any reason, he or she will immediately d-'"

Matt stopped reading at that point and fixed Sierra, whose eyes were wide with fear, with a reassuring look. "Sierra, it's ok," he promised her. "We're gonna be okay. This won't take long," he insisted. "We'll be in and out of there before you know it. And besides, I'm the one who has to do all the dangerous stuff. All you have to do is sit on the bed, hold down the woman, and say a prayer." He handed her the second piece of paper. "The entire time you're holding her down, say this. Over and over. You have to memorize it."

Sierra nodded and began memorizing the prayer. "Saint Michael…the archangel…be our protection from the wickedness…and banish this evil. Amen."

"I've got my holy water," said Matt, holding up the bottle.

Sierra nodded and finished memorizing the prayer. "Ok, I got it."

"Once you've got that memorized," Matt reminded her, "you can't let go."

"I know."

"And don't cry, okay?" Matt added. "We're gonna be fine. Trust me." 'Ok, so there are four steps that I need to complete and I'll get the forth step after I finish the first three steps.' He made sure that he had the holy water, the bible, and the rosary, so they now had everything. "Let's go." And they went to the door together.


When Matt and Sierra entered the room beyond, they gasped when they saw what awaited them: a woman snarled at them from the bed. She was arching her back unnaturally so that she was facing the ceiling. She was bare-footed, her hair was a tangled mess of black, and her white nightgown was barely hanging on to her thin frame.

"Omigod," Sierra gasped while Matt was lost for words, and she looked at him questioningly. "Do I go?"

"Yeah," said Matt, snapping back to what they needed to do. "Go ahead, go ahead, I'm just – so – I gotta get – the candles."

Sierra sat down on the bed, grabbed the woman by the arm, and forced her against the bedsheets. "Go!" she cried, her voice almost inaudible over the hellish growls of their patient. "Go! I have her!"

Step 1: You will see a cross of chalk on the floor. Use five of the candles to make a star around it.

"Tell me when to start!"

Matt ran back and forth, grabbing candles and placing them around the cross. "Just keep saying it. Keep saying it. I got you. I got you. I got you."

"Saint Michael…the archangel…" Sierra choked out the prayer, clearly on the verge of another round of tears. "Be our protection from the wickedness."

"I got you, hold on, hold on, we got the star," Matt muttered, turning his attention to the second step.

Step 2: Find the censer (the container of incense) and place it inside the star.

Matt found the censer in approximately no time flat. As he raced back to the star, he saw Sierra, tears in her eyes, repeating the prayer. He had to hurry. He had to save her. Censer. Star. He was halfway there.

Step 3: Draw alpha and omega symbols on either side of the star.

Sierra watched while repeating the prayer over and over again, holding onto the woman as she thrashed around, knowing that if she let go, then she would die. "Saint Michael. The archangel."

Matt had managed to set up the candles and the censer around the cross, and he was now drawing the alpha and omega symbols on either side of the star he'd made. "Hold on! I've got the omega!" And they both cringed as things began falling off the shelves, smashing to the floor, and they knew that the demon was fighting back.

Matt finished drawing the symbols and looked around for the fourth step, which was suppose to reveal itself when he finished the third step. "Did I miss a step?" he wondered.

"Be our protection from the wickedness! Banish this evil spirit! Amen!"

Matt was certain they were going to die when he spotted a box that was partly open on a nearby table. After telling Sierra to keep repeating the prayer, he hurried over and grabbed the box. He opened it and found a note that had the final step on it. "I've got some kind of clue!" He wasn't sure if they were being timed or not, so he quickly skimmed through the note. "'Fourth step requires you…blah blah blah…holy water…pour holy water head to toe on the victim…something something force…put the rosary on top of the first exorcist…'"

"Amen!" Sierra screamed as she began repeating the prayer again while struggling to keep the woman in place.

Matt dropped the note, grabbed the holy water to pour over the woman, who began convulsing as the holy water touched her skin and it started steaming, and then he hurried around the bed to place the rosary around Sierra's neck, almost tangling it with the tiara. "Stay still!" he shouted as she struggled against both the possessed woman and him. "Stay still!" He managed to get the rosary over her head.

The second that the rosary came into contact with Sierra's neck, she suddenly stiffened, and then she slumped onto the bed. "Sierra?" he asked, shaking her when she didn't respond. "Sierra? Are you ok?" He started to panic and checked for a pulse while the woman sat up and watched them both through the hair that was hanging over her face. "Oh no." He couldn't find a pulse.

Matt hurried back around the bed to grab the note, and he read through it, sinking to one knee in horror at what he'd done and ran a hand through his hair. "'…in order to complete the exorcism, you must choose. Put the rosary on top of the first exorcist, and he or she will die, killed by unholy spirits as they flee the victim's soul. Put the rosary on your own neck, and you will be the one to die. Either way, a life is required to set this woman free'."

"Sierra, I'm so sorry," he said, trembling as he faced her body. "I did this wrong." He had a choice and he screwed it up big time! He looked up as the woman moved off the bed and presented him with the cross, and he could see the regret in her eyes.

Matt took the crucifix without looking at it. "Go," he told the woman, hot tears stabbing his eyelids. "You can go now. You're free." And she disappeared.

Clutching the crucifix, Matt looked at Sierra's still form one last time, removing the rosary from around her neck. 'I'm so sorry, Sierra,' he thought, stumbling out of the room. 'I'm so, so, sorry!'


A/N: RIP Sierra. R&R everyone!