For the Lord has designed his Holy

For the Lord has designed his Holy Temple..."Lois didn't stop from crying. Father John is scanning the whole room, watching if there are any changes that is happening in the room. Everything is getting wild, pieces of materials keep on flying across the room. The windows are banging continuously too and the cold breeze is blowing.Something caught the priest's attention. There is a flat wood above the fireplace where the urns are resting. The names of Michael's family are written on each urn, including his own.Father John continued to bless the home but the damage is very severe. He lost his balance and fell on the floor. The spirits are keeping him down but Lois remained unharmed that even she is helping the priest to go back on his feet, nothing is throwing on her way. But for Father John, he is having a hard time and just let himself glued on the ground."Take this." He gave the bottle of holy water to the kid and instructed her what to do. They both muttered their prayers and Lois attempted to bless the urns. The moment a drop of something holy hit Michael's urn, he felt it inside his body.A burning liquid is slashing his system from within and if it works out, Michael will suffer. His anger is almost reaching its peak and no one knows what he can possibly do to Samantha and to her loved ones especially that he already has the perfect time to force Samantha to cross to the other side.