it was almost funny , really , how one man believed that he could somehow draw out whatever had attached itself to his son . how he thought the power of being inside the church , spewing words his son no longer believed in , would somehow change anything . it was amusing to witness . it was amusing to watch as the hope that this would work slowly drain away . brian morgan was doing nothing more than making things worse and this exorcism was doing nothing more than pissing it off while causing damage to such a fragile body .
dakota sat there , one broken cuff on one wrist and the other still attached to the pew . he almost appeared bored . he had watched the former pastor panic , watched him pace back and forth , and watched as he disappeared outside for a phone call before eventually coming back inside . the demon was playing possum in a way , for the moment . it barely spoke to him , barely made eye contact . dakota’s eyes only seemed to shift when the sound of car doors closing outside was hear and he almost smirked then . ‘ mansa plusquam rodere , pater ? ‘ @mvndkiller
