Kree flipped through several Satanist books, "I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" Jimmy asked, following her a little bit too closely for Kree's liking.
She moved away, further away from Jimmy and said, "The reason why your father came here in the first place was because he was overtaken by a demon."
"So..."
"So, he was already overcome by a demon, why would all these books be here? Wouldn't this library be in his own house?"
Jimmy was confused, "My dad only owned one book."
Kree's brow furrowed, "Then whose books are these?"
"I don't know? Can we please get out of here? This place gives me the creeps."
"No. This is where we are won going to be getting some answers, so just chill." Kree said as she cleared a chair of books and dust and sat down.
Jimmy looked around slowly, gulped, and sat down.
Kree looked in the front of one of the books, "This book belong to James Wilbur."
Jimmy's head snapped up, "James Wilbur?"
"Yeah...who is he?"
"He was the deacon at our church. At least he was for two years."
'What happened?"
"I don't really know...I mean, he suddenly won a lot of money after a twenty year losing streak and bolted for about two years. Then he came back and became a security guard for this insane asylum. In fact, he died here of a heart attack. I have never seen him here, though. He must have moved on."