Occult Investigator. Bob Psy.D. Johnson

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СКАЧАТЬ expecting a corpse’s hand to grab out at me. Silvana was pleading with me to hurry again complaining about the cold wind and concerned that we would be caught. The cold night winds were indeed blowing all through our adventure, but the second I had the dirt at the surface and depOccult Investigatorted into our plastic baggie, the wind suddenly stopped. The night had become calm. Silvana mood suddenly changed and she said calmly, “Miguel’s spirit is pleased.”

      Our exorcism began the very next evening. Norma, Silvana and I were again seated at Norma’s kitchen table. The procedure was to anoint Norma with the protective gad, summon Baron Samedi and have him give us entrée to Kafou, whom we would bind to do our bidding by offering him knowledge of Carmen’s dual allegiances.

      With the Voodoun drum music beating in the background we prepared Norma for the ritual by having her read a standard Catholic prayer bought from the local Botanica that’s written specifically for the saint Radegonde, the counterpart of Samedi. As she recited the words in the prayer over and over…”Protect me holy saint, protect me from the dark and evil that manifests itself in hell,” we mixed the special herb powders into the paste that’s used to paint the protective tattoo. Norma continued to recite the prayer as we painted the magical sign or vever of Samedi on her arm. Norma was apprehensive, remembering the trauma she felt at our last meeting, but she realized the exorcism had to be done.

      I then instructed Silvana to enter her trance state, which she accomplished in seconds with the help of the pounding drum recordings. Silvana was no stranger to Voodoun ritual having spent years in Haiti as a research assistant, so she knew how to enter the special altered state required to be the conduit to contact Kafou. I reminded her that if she sensed any trouble she should exit the state immediately. I suspected that Carmen was casting spells against us so if we let our guard down and became vulnerable, the spirits could enter our lives and wreak havoc. She nodded to me and closed her eyes.

      With Norma’s protective gad complete and Silvana in her trance we were now ready to contact Samedi. I offered traditional sweets and wines to Samedi as ice-breaking booty until I was sure Silvana had made the connection. The drums continued and although Norma was protected she appeared as though she too was in a trance, focusing on the ceiling of her kitchen and swaying to the beat of the drums. I was the only one in the room at this point who was in a normal state of consciousness and I realized that I had to overcome any fears about the unknown in order to complete the work at hand. I felt fine until Silvana began to groan.

      My partner now had Samedi’s spirit within her. And although what were coming from her mouth were not words, I could tell by her contorted body movements that she was truly possessed. I immediately offered Samedi the gifts and asked him to hear Norma’s prayers and put us in contact with Kafou – the king of evil Voodoun gods. Silvana continued to writhe in the chair, uttering undecipherable sounds. I asked Samedi repeatedly to answer our request. Norma was now writhing along with Silvana as the room became disturbingly heated and filled with humidity. I was now sweating myself although the heat in the apartment was turned off and the outside temperature was well below 40 degrees. The rhythm of the drums and the women swaying caused me to begin to swoon as well, but I managed to maintain my composure and relentlessly pressed Samedi to give us what we needed. All at once the music stopped (the machine was still rolling). Silvana straightened in her chair and my jaw literally dropped as I saw a black bile-like drool leak from Silvana’s mouth as she whispered, “Who dares summon Kafou?”

      My hands were shaking and I felt very alone at this point. I knew the only protection I hade from the spirit world was my knowledge of how to manipulate evil entities. Any curse Carmen had thrown would be nothing compared to what could have happened to my mind and soul if this exorcism failed. I challenged Kafou immediately saying that I was aware of his boko Carmen and that I had information about her that he needed. Sillvana's mouth opened and she said, “What is this knowledge?” I managed to gather my courage and said I would tell only if he would release Norma’s father Miguel from his boko’s command. There was no response. But within seconds Norma rose from her chair and moved toward Silvana. I was shocked to see her then kiss Silvana passionately on the mouth, turn around and sit back in her chair as if nothing happened. After the initial sock wore off I realized it was Kafou’s way of “feeling” Norma’s soul so he would know who her blood relation Miguel. It was my sign that he agreed to our arrangement.

      I then explained to the entity of Kafou, through Silvana’s trance, just what Carmen had done and shortly thereafter, with all three of us totally spent from the episode, I ended the ceremony. Silvana was so exhausted she actually lost consciousness for almost 10 minutes. Norma said that she had fallen asleep, not recalling the kiss or even Silvana speaking to us at all. She simply asked if everything was OK? I told her we had reached the other side and it was now in the hands of the Voodoun gods and of course, her father.

      EPILOGUE

      Silvana and I were pleased to hear from Norma a few weeks later on Christmas Eve< she sounded exuberant and calm mentioning that she, Paul and their family were looking forward to a wonderful Christmas day. She politely asked me about the fee for our services but I said we could talk about it after the holidays. She then explained that Paul was in the room with her and that she just wanted to thank us for our help. She added that there was “a remarkable change” in Paul’s behavior. “He is playing with the children right now and tomorrow we are having a large family dinner,” Norma said. I couldn’t help but ask if her aunt Carmen was going to be present at the gathering. “Well no,’ Norma said, “We have heard that Aunt Carmen has left town. We think she has gone on vacation to Haiti for the holidays…or perhaps longer.”

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