I plaster charms around the room as the boys are welcomed in
by Rachel. I hear her sigh as I finish sticking the last charm, ‘It sucks to be
doing an exorcism instead of getting ready for the ball. There’s not much time
until it starts.’ I think of Michael and secretly hope that we will finish on
time. David draws a wide circle on the carpet with chalk, ‘It can’t be helped.
It’s our job to protect people from the supernatural and to protect the
supernatural from themselves.’
We sit inside the circle as Andrew lights candles around the
border, shielding us from any possible harm. In the centre of our circle is a
small mirror. It will be the portal. Now that we are prepared, it’s time to
begin. We press our palms together as we mutter the prayer:
Deus, in
nómine tuo salvum me fac,
et virtúte
tua age causam meam.
Deus, audi
oratiónem meam;
áuribus
pércipe verba oris mei.
Nam supérbi
insurréxunt contra me, et violénti quasiérunt vitam meam;
non proposuérunt
Deum ante óculos suos.
Ecce, Deus
ádjuvat me,
óminus
susténtat vitam meam.
Retórque
malum in adversários meos,
et pro
fidelitáte tua déstrue ilos.
Voluntárie
sacrificábo tibi,
celebrábo
nomen tuum, Dómine, quia bonum est.
Nam ex omni
tribulatióne eripuit me,
et inimícos
meos confúsos vidit óculos meus.
The air has
become cold as demons materialise into the room. The walls shake as they fly
around the room, encircling us as they enter the mirror. We chant the prayer
firmly not to let any demon escape the grasps of our ritual. Some try to tempt
us, lure us out of concentration. I will
give you unimaginable wealth. I will give you power. Anything you want. We
have learned to not listen, to block out their voices. I refuse to leave! You can't force me! Candles are blown out. The chalk circle wiped
clean. Shit. I quickly stand as the others begin a different mantra.
Rin: seal of
the thunderbolt.
Pyo: Seal of
the great thunderbolt.
To: seal of
the outer lion
Sha: seal of
the inner lion
Kai: seal of
the outer bonds.
Jin: seal of
the inner bonds.
Retsu: seal
of the wisdom fist.
Zai: seal of
the ring of the sun
Zen: Seal of
the hidden form
Rin (臨),
Pyō (兵),
Tō (闘),
Sha (者),
Kai (皆),
Jin (陣),
Retsu (列), Zai (在), Zen (前).
I jump onto
the mirror and seal it with a charm as the demon finally got pulled in
like a vortex. It is our victory. For a while, we’re just lying collapsed on
the floor, gasping for air, physically and spiritually drained. I glance over
at the others. Andrew is tending to David who got knocked over. Rachel is
doubled over, breathing hard. I flick my watch a look. Nine-fifteen. We’re
late.
‘Guys, can
you still go to the dance?’
Rachel
shakes her head, ‘I’m just going to clean up and sleep.’ David groans as Andrew
disinfects his elbow, ‘Not a chance. Teachers would ask about the wound.’
Andrew nods in agreement as I cover the mirror with more charms, ‘Yeah, I’m
with them. Just going to relax here. Have fun for us instead.’
I run into
the bathroom with my dress and mask and come out after five minutes with my
hair dripping. Rachel applies the make-up expertly as I half dash out the door.
I’m so late. I burst into the dancing hall. It’s a whole new world. Extravagant
dresses. Exotic masks. Chandelier lights. I search for Michael in the mass of masked
people. Pirates. Prince Charmings. Cinderellas.
Snow Queens.
‘I thought
you got sick or something.’
I whip my
head around. There he is. Gold embroidered mask and baroque suit. Classy. I
walk into his open arms, ‘I’m sorry I’m late.’ He smiles as he holds me close, ‘No,
it’s okay. I wanted to visit your room but I wasn’t allowed. What were you
doing?’ I lean my head onto his shoulder, ‘I just got caught up in cleaning.’
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