Elise and Deputy Olsen turned away while Harold watched every film in the box; he was stunned as he watched families being destroyed.

When the last film ended, Harold turned to Elise; still in shock as he remained silence for a few moments before he finally opened his mouth.

"Where did you find these? He asked.

"In the attic." Elise told him.

Harold nodded as he slowly stood up from his chair "…Ellison Oswalt…" he muttered.

"Ellison was the first film." Elise told him.

Harold covered his mouth as he looked at his daughter "What's happening?" he asked.

Elise and Deputy Olsen turned to each other before Elise turned back to her father "There is a Pagan deity by the name of Bughuul who is 'attached' to our house. He feeds on the souls of young children and kills their families…if we leave the house, we die."

Harold stared at his daughter "So we just put up with it?" he asked.

Elise was stuck in her thoughts, trying to put a sentence together "Well, we don't know. Ellison was on to something, but he died before he could really figure anything out." She told him.

Harold began to pace the office "Have you tried contacting an exorcist?" he asked.

"Dad, an exorcist can't help us." Elise told him.

"Then what are we going to do?" Harold asked.

Elise shrugged her shoulders "I don't know. The guy whom I thought was going to help us couldn't…or wouldn't more like it."

"Why not?" Harold asked.

Elise shrugged her shoulders again "Because he pussed out. He helped Ellison, but he won't help me!" she said, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

"Helped Ellison?"

Elise nodded "He's a professor at the university; his specialty is occult and demonic phenomena."

"Professor Jonas?"

She nodded "Yeah, you know him?" she asked.

"Oh, you bet I do." Harold remarked.


Elise couldn't stop her father as he stormed into Professor Jonas' office whom was in the middle of teaching a class.

"Can I help you?" Professor Jonas asked.

Harold smirked "Yes, yes you can! You know my daughter, Elise Hannity?" he asked.

Professor Jonas saw Elise hiding behind her father; he began to choke up as he looked at his students who were glaring at him with confusion.

"…I think that's a good ending point for today's class. See you all on Wednesday." He said, pushing together his papers and books as his students left the auditorium until there was just him, Harold, and Elise.

Harold stood a very hard stance as he looked at the professor in front of him "My name is Harold Hannity…I work here, in the History department. You know my daughter, Elise, because she came to you for help, help that you refused to give her!" he said.

Professor Jonas took his glasses off "Mr. Hannity, I cannot help you or your daughter." He told him.

"Bull shit!" Harold hissed, walking closer to the professor "You research intensively for hours and hours…weeks…months…years! Books beyond books about these things, and you can't help us? I think you're just a cold person." He said.

Elise crossed her arms as she looked at Professor Jonas who looked at the both of them "…I really don't know how." He said.

"How is that possible?" Elise asked.

Professor Jonas sighed "…deities are myths…there is no real proof to suggest that they live among us…after Mr. Oswalt started hinting that Bughuul was real…I looked into it, but nothing…I couldn't find a damn thing." He told them.

Harold threw his hands in the air "So we're going to die? Regardless if you're going to help us or not." He proclaimed.

Professor Jonas shrugged "Just because I can't find something, doesn't mean it's not there." He said.

Elise sighed "Dad, lets go." She suggested.

Harold glared at Professor Jonas while Elise tugged at his arm to leave the room; he finally gave up as he escorted Elise out of the office.


Elise sat at the desk in the office while her father obsessively looked over every note and picture that was on the wall.

She thought about what Professor Jonas had said, maybe it was all in her hands, and maybe it was easier than she thought.

Or was it?

She was lost in thought when the door bell rang, alerting her to her feet before she hastily walked to the door to answer it; Harold wasn't far behind.

Elise opened the door wide as Deputy Olsen stood out in the porch then entered the house while both Elise and Harold took a step back.

"So, anything new?" he asked.

Elise shook her head "No, unfortunately. Dad has been obsessing over the notes but can't find anything useful." She said.

Harold huffed "There are thousands and thousands of tiny post-it notes that I have yet to read!" he said, defending himself.

Deputy Olsen smiled while Elise opened her mouth to say something when the power in the house went out.

There was complete and utter silence.

Harold opened the front door and looked at the neighbors house to find that their lights were all still on "That's weird." He said, closing the door.

"Neighbors lights are on." He said, going back to Deputy Olsen and Elise.

They turned to each other as Deputy Olsen pulled his flash light out and turned it on, giving some light into the pitch black house.

"I'm gonna go into the kitchen and find another light…or maybe a candle." Elise said, feeling her way into the kitchen.

Deputy Olsen and Harold stared at each other for a minute "It's probably a circuit issue." Harold said, trying to comfort himself.

"Yes, sir. That's probably it." Deputy Olsen said, now following Elise into the kitchen to help her find more light.

Harold stayed behind in the entrance before finally making his way into the kitchen where Elise found a small flash light and candle sticks.

"Great…now we need matches." Harold said.

Elise nodded, looking around and trying to remember where the matches were when a loud crash came from the living room.