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by HIM who
seeks you. Yes, you have smitten the enemy in HIS name with the two silencings that you participated in. But HE calls you
because of a greater part that you can play in serving HIM. You, Mr. Porter,
have a gift, the ability to listen to the thoughts of others. A gift that “HE
who we all made a promise to,” revealed to us. Are you aware of this great
gift?”
    The truth was all that was required at this moment.
    “Yes, Reverend, I…I sort of knew I could hear the thoughts of
others. I didn’t…”
    The Reverend held up his right hand to silence Sammy.
    “We will work with you to develop this gift which you will
use to serve HIM. Now, before we proceed with your receiving HIS gifts for
eternal life, I want you to look at this and focus all of your attention on
this symbol of our loyalty.”
    The Reverend pulls from his waistcoat a shiny object at the
end of a long gold chain. It is a crucifix hanging from the chain in an upside
down position. The Reverend begins to slowly twirl the crucifix. It sparkles,
reflecting the overhead lights.
    Slowly it rotates.
    Sammy stares at the distant object. After a few moments, the
crucifix seems to be coming through the air towards him. It is getting larger
and larger. The Reverend seems to be fading into the background. The whole room
begins to fade to black, except for the golden sparkle of the upside down
crucifix, suspended in the midst of a blacker than black void.
    The voice of the Reverend drifts away. Sammy hears a whispered
voice calling to him.
    The others in the room sit forward in their seats, knowing t
they will only hear one half of the conversation to come. Each remembers, in
their own way, their own first direct encounter with HIM.
    “Sammy, it is I.”
    “Yes, Master,” he responds.
    “Sammy Porter, since the beginnings of creation, the Creator
has made each of us in his likeness and image. Do you believe?”
    “Yes, I believe.”
    “In the beginning, we were promised eternal life, to stand
beside the Creator, to share in his gifts. Do you believe?”
    “Yes, I believe.”
    “We were cast out, thrown down, sent away. Condemned and
unloved, to be feared by mankind. Do you believe?”
    “Yes, feared by mankind. I believe.”
    “I am Moloch, Lucifer’s most loyal lieutenant, on his behalf
I offer you eternal life, power over all. I will make you Master over Mankind.
We will not break our covenant to you. You will one day sit at HIS right hand
along with all the other faithful. Do you believe?”
    “Yes, Moloch, I believe.”
    Just hearing HIS name caused a mild gasp from some in the
room.
    “Samuel Porter, will you serve me loyally, will you strive to
find the unfaithful one, are you willing to reach into this blackness and bring
me forth so that I may pave the way for Lucifer’s arrival to rule over the
earth?”
    “Yes, I will be a faithful servant, I will be a keeper, ever
loyal.”
    With his eyes in a trance like state, Sammy extends his
slender arms onto the table, palms facing upward.
    “I want to serve,” says Sammy Porter.
    With that, Ed Foley rises from his seat and unfolds a small
white cloth onto the table. Inside the cloth is a small vial attached to a
needle, a small piece of gauze and a band aid. He is seated to Sammy’s right.
Standing next to the boy, he removes elastic from his own coat pocket and ties
the upper left arm of the boy with it. Next, he searches for a suitable vein
which he soon locates in the crook of the boys inner arm at the elbow. He takes
the needle with the vial attached and plunges it indelicately into the boy’s
arm. In a moment, the vial fills up with rich, dark blood. Ed now pulls the
needle and vial out of the boy’s arm, while he places the piece of gauze over
the puncture wound and applies modest pressure. The gauze is soon replaced by
the band aid.
    “Mrs. Lawless, will you please retrieve the sacred goblet.”
    She pushes herself from the table and goes over to the
bulletin board. She removes a