Entry: Hence, the Exorcists

I am amazed by the stories that you guys are writing! So much inspiration in so few words. Here is another doozy of a tale in 150-words and I admire the research and thought of this tale. I had the pleasure of discovering this author through the #AtoZChallenge from last month. The imagination and creativity in his words are great. This story is written by Stuart. Head over and read his A to Z series and much more. If you would like to participate in the contest or share, check out May 10th’s post.

Hence, the Exorcists

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, et secta diabolica…
The exorcism was conducted three times by three priests: two blessed by Rome, one who got his degree online. Exhausted, the three stood, facing the evil abode. It looked down on them with disdained amusement.

The Arbor of Solomon they constructed trapped and halted the spread of its demonic ways. Before they came, it got the Weeping Willows, red droplets pooling around the roots. Mrs. Alto’s Victory Garden ate her dog, three cats, and the mailman’s left leg. Shrubbery wilted, foundations cracked, and Vampire chipmunks invaded. Subverting the Women’s Weekly Book Club was the step too far; hence, the exorcists.

After a quick call to the Vatican, all three packed up their bags and began to leave. The Online Priest pulled a sign from his bag, driving the stake into the thorn-laden lawn.

“House for Sale. Terms Negotiable.”