-Chapter 7-

Kree walked slowly, looking around the darkened halls. she didn't think that the Bible she had found earlier would work with a hole in it, but then she wondered if the Bible would work at all.
"Jimmy isn't going to be easy to kill. He is younger, so he is a lot stronger." Naomi's words kept ringing inside her head.
Kree realized how stupid she was to be going into the war zone without a plan. However, planning strategy seemed useless against demonic ghosts.
She sniffed. The air smelled like sulfur, and she knew that whether or not she was ready, the war was on.
A green mist appeared, and Kree could barely recognize Jimmy, "What happened to you?" she whispered.
"I grew up," he laughed, "You can join me, Kree, and together, we can rule the world."
Kree raised an eyebrow, "In an insane asylum?"
"Don't you get it, you fool?" he growled, "This isn't Jimmy-at least not the Jimmy you know. This is Legion."
"Well, I've heard of demon possessed people, but never demon possessed souls." Kree countered as her heart started beating harder. She remembered all the horror  movies she watched with Legion in them, and they never ended pretty.
Part of the mist moved forward, and Kree guessed that it was a hand. It lightly touched her face, and Kree jerked back quickly. "Afraid, are we?" he laughed-again.
"No," Kree hardened her expression and closed her eyes, "By the power of the Son of God, I command you to leave." she yelled.
There was a scream and a ripping sound-light from the sky shooting in through the window, and it was gone. Well, the spirit was.