"So, how did you know that you can find us here?" John asked father when he was finished telling the whole story from how Hannah and he came to the house, the things that they found in the house, about the room, about the Ouija board and all the details till Diana possessing Hannah and how he knocked her unconscious and ran from there.

Throughout the whole story, Father Williams didn't say a word. John thought to himself was he shocked? Was he scared? Was he unprepared for such? Why isn't he saying anything?

After a quick pause, Father Williams cleared his throat and said in a rather meekly way, "I'm sorry, John. But don't worry, we'll find a way to get your sister back." He looked at John through the rearview mirror and gave him a quick smile. "And, I knew that you'd be here because I had a hunch after our meeting."

John gave a nod of understanding and then he rolled down the windows. He looked outside in the darkness with the cold breeze of the night gently touching his body.

After a few minutes of silence, John spoke up." So, what happened to the man? "

John could see Father Williams furrowing his brows a little from the rearview mirror. After a second, Father asked, "Which man?"

"The one who came right after me and Hannah and after which you left us at the Church. What happened to him? "

"Oh, that, Nothing much. Some Church stuff."

Nothing? They clearly had a worried look on their faces. Which Church work can give you such a worry? But maybe they had something? It's not fair to judge though. John shrugged and laid a little resting his head on the seat. I thought he was there because he needed his help with something serious stuff like demons or possessions. I don't know, maybe it is my subconscious mind feeding my brain with all these things happening around me.

"So, did you find anything?"

"Like what?" John replied.

"What about the third stone? Did you find it anywhere in the house?"

John leaned forward a bit. There was something strange in Father's voice. It wasn't like before.

"How did you know that we had gone there to search for the third stone? I don't remember telling you that."

This was the moment when John felt a little weird and uneasy.

"You must be forgetting. You and your sister told me before you left the Church. Remember?"

Did we? I don't remember at all. Maybe we did. It could be a possibility. Maybe I forgot due to all these things that are happening.

"No, we didn't find it." John looked at Father from the mirror.

"Oh," Father replied as he slowly turned his head towards the road.

Did he just smile a bit? I must be really tired. Why would he smile? There isn't any reason.

John turned his head and closed his eyes. He was too tired that his lids felt heavy like a bag of sand and began automatically shutting down.

As John felt the breeze on his face, drying up the sweats, his mind went into the flashback of memories. The last memory that replayed in his head was when he and Hannah were in the Church. How they were hesitant to share the exact story with Father and that they told him that they were going to the house that they asked about Nick and how he told them to be careful from the malicious spirit of Diana and how that man came panting with a serious look of help on his face and how he got Hannah to agree with coming with him instead of waiting for Father.

Those last threads of memory made John's brows furrow with a cloud of doubt with his eyes still closed.

Wait a minute, neither Hannah nor I have said anything regarding the stones or Diana's encounter or the damages she had done till now. Plus, I never even mentioned anything close to the stones, let alone the third one to him when I told him what happened back in the house. Then why did he ask so specifically? How can he possibly know about the stone when we didn't even tell him?

His doubt became stronger and stronger and turned into a slight thought of fear.