Amitville Township.

Something is going on in a house to clean up a series of technological artifacts.

"Hey, Drew, can this trouble you put in that backpack?"

Ed Warren, who hadn't seen him for a long time, took out an infrared camera from a hiking backpack and smiled at Drew, who was getting more and more plain.

“ok。”

Drew shrugged, also in a relaxed mood, took the instrument and put it in another backpack inside.

Seeing this, Ed also picked up another device from the floor under his feet that could shoot video recordings and put it in the mountaineering satchel in front of him.

After that, Ed patted Drew on the shoulder, who was still loading things, and then got up and walked to the living room next to him.

The layout in the living room is no different from what you see every day, except that there are relatively old furniture everywhere, and even the tablecloth on the table is in the style of the old century, and it looks like a whole set of sofas along the table.

And there were already a few people sitting on the sofa.

Rowling, who had called York, was sitting next to her, patting the hand of the hostess next to her, asking some questions, and at the same time comforting.

Ed's eyebrows furrowed slightly, it had been almost a week since they knew what had happened here.

Now the situation in this house has been almost investigated.

As with the previous paranormal events, after the house moved into the new owner, a series of strange things began to appear.

At 22 o'clock they would hear footsteps walking down the aisle outside, and at first only the hostess, Madame Tracy, could hear the footsteps.

She thought it was her child's footsteps, and she didn't take it seriously.

From the night I heard the footsteps, the heavy footsteps would always sound at 22 o'clock every night.

Ms. Tracy finally sensed something was wrong and opened the door directly, only to find nothing in the hallway,

But she always felt that in the dimly lit hallway, there seemed to be such an invisible thing standing staring at her......

Because of this intuition and feeling, Ms. Tracy began to feel fear.

The next day, the footsteps sounded again on time, and Ms. Tracy opened the door with courage, and there was still no one in the aisle.

But Ms. Tracy felt that the unseen thing in the hallway seemed to be closer to her.

On the third day, the footsteps still sounded on time at 10 p.m., which was one step closer

On the fourth day, as it drew nearer, Ms. Tracy's fears began to reach their limits, and she told her family about it, but only she could hear the footsteps, and the situation remained unchanged.

It wasn't until the seventh day that the situation changed, and at 22 o'clock in the evening Ms. Tracy's husband Theodore finally heard the footsteps of his wife,

He opened the door, the footsteps were still sounding, the hallway was still empty, but he and his wife felt that there was indeed such an invisible thing standing there, very close.

On the eighth day, their child Abt began to hear footsteps as well......

Theodore finally believed what his wife Tracy was saying, and before the thing could reach out, Theodore's family sought out the church and asked for help.

But because they are not believers in the church, the church will only send someone to perform the exorcism ritual only if there is evidence of supernatural events.

In desperation, Theodore's family had no choice but to turn back home.

It was the tenth day, and they were staying in a hotel, but the frightening thing was that the footsteps still sounded punctually at 22 o'clock in the evening......

By this time, Theodore's family felt at the same time that it seemed as if there was really such an invisible thing coming towards them step by step, accompanied by footsteps......

“……”

Recalling the interview, Ed silently walked over to a stand next to his wife, cleaning up and listening to their conversation.

"It's useless no matter where we go......" said the hostess, Tracy, who had always been gentle in front of her, with a hint of crying.

"It! Always follow us! ”

Rowling, who had been listening quietly, looked next to Tracy, where Theodore, the host, and their child, Abt, were watching her.

"It's all right, Ms. Tracy, it's just normal, well, sometimes we get haunted by this kind of thing, it's like stepping on chewing gum, that's why it sticks to you all the time......"

Rowling whispered.

"Now that we've gathered the evidence, Father York is on his way here, and as long as Father York comes, it can all be settled today."

As soon as these words came out, Theodore, the male host next to Tracy, subconsciously spoke.

"We are not believers, and we have not been authorized by the church......"

As soon as he said this, Eddard, who had already put away the shelf, showed his characteristic expression, shrugging his shoulders as he walked by, interrupting Theodore's words.

"There's something special about Father York, he never looks at these things, well, the so-called authorizations and consents of the Church......"

Theodore was stunned, watched Ed walk by, and subconsciously looked at Rowling next to him.

"Is what he said true?"

Thinking of the priest who was taller than the average person, Rowling smiled softly.

"Yes, Father York never looked at those things, and he often told us that where there is evil, there is him ......"

Theodore's family looked at each other, and because of these two words, a compassionate priest who walked around the world to fight against evil came to their minds......

As a result, after noon, Theodore's family, who had been looking forward to it, received a very strong sense of impact.

Because the figure of that York priest was so far from what they imagined.

The only feeling is majestic, and the robe almost turns into a straitjacket.

Somehow, when they saw the priest flexing his muscles like his car, they felt a sense of security that was enough to reassure them.

“……”

"Father York!"

With a smile on his face, Ed looked at the priest who had just gotten out of the car in front of him, and said easily.

"It's close this time, right?"

As he spoke, he walked to the back door of the car, ready to move his things.

"Well, it's okay."

Yorkes responded, then looked at Rowling.

However, at this look, York subconsciously frowned.

"Father York," Rowling said with a soft smile.

"It's been a hard time."

"It's okay," Yorkes shook his head, ignoring the ominousness on Rowling's body that was even thicker than before, and said indifferently.

"That's it for a while, anyway."

Rowling smiled and nodded.

"Father York!" Drew, who had been waiting for the Warrens to say hello, suddenly leaned over excitedly and stretched out his hand.

"You remember me, don't you?"

"Of course I do," Yorks said with a smile as he looked at the excited young man in front of him, stretched out his hand and shook his.

"I'll bother you with whatever tools I need later, Drew."

(End of chapter)