Angel of Light (A Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter 105: Last Straw

Chapter 105: Last Straw

All I could do was just stand there in complete silence.

Aaron's hand was on my shoulder. Ashley, Diana, Jay and Billy were all gathered around us. I faintly heard a car start up before pulling out of the driveway, and I felt like a part of me had been taken away.

The next thing I knew, Gracie came into the game room after having walked down the stairs – her ears were back, and her tail was down. She clearly knew something was wrong.

I could feel my entire body starting to tighten – both in pain, and in anger – and Aaron broke the intense silence, his hand gripping my shoulder a bit more tightly.

"Just give her-" Aaron started, but I couldn't listen to this, not now.

I had something I needed to do.

"Can all of you go upstairs? Take Gracie too...and don't let her come back down," I said, emotionless, as I stepped out of Aaron's grip and headed toward the bookcase leading to the dungeon.

"Bro...maybe you should come upstairs with us," Billy said, concern in his tone.

"Go upstairs," I said, not turning to look back at any of them.

"Come on," Ashley said softly, and shortly after I heard a series of footsteps begin walking up the stairs.

"Come on Grace..." Aaron said softly, but I could still hear the reluctance in his voice.

I heard a small whimper escape from Gracie's throat and I felt horrible, but I needed to know she was safe - as well as the others – before I called this spirit, or entity, out.

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After a few moments of silence, I glanced back over my shoulder to make sure everyone was gone. Once I was satisfied that I was alone, I turned back to face the partially open bookcase, and took a few steps forward to enter the dungeon.

"What do you want from me?" I asked quietly, glancing around in the mostly darkened room. "Why are you so possessive of me?" I added.

I've known for years now that I had a very possessive spirit, or potentially a demon, residing in this part of the house. After bringing in a real life human skull and setting it on display, I had started having crazy amounts of activity. One night I woke up to find myself being violently pulled out of bed. And then activity started "spreading" to my past girlfriends over a period of two years. It came to the point where I was afraid to have anyone over to my house. But then Alicia came into my life, and against my better judgement, I had let her inside the house. After the first few times she had been over and nothing had happened, I thought maybe I was finally rid of this spirit or demon.

But I had been horribly wrong.

And now, only after a week of having started to date, Alicia experienced God knows what in here. Whatever she saw or experienced was enough to scare her out of my house. Make her scared of me, and probably scared her enough that she would never come back.

My anger began rising by the second.

"What did you fucking do to her?!" I yelled, walking over to the glass case that contained the human skull I believed to be the source of all this.

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As more minutes passed, I continued lashing out at everything in the dungeon. Throwing objects across the room, upending furniture, even destroying objects that had been precious to me for years. My knuckles were red and bloody from punching out glass display cases, and from punching randomly at the walls. Despite the ridiculousness of how I must look, I focused all my anger on the skull.