Exodus Team: New Roads

"At the university, all those times we were chasing spirits, stalking graveyards at midnight, and camping out in haunted houses, there was a Spirit waiting for us. This One wants to be found, felt, and experienced. Not just with electromagnetic equipment and infrared thermometers but with our living human beings.”

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 Maj was standing in a large room. A solitary streetlight shone through windows veiled by thin, dusty curtains, illuminating rows of tables encircling her. In the dim yellow light, she could barely make out the dark wood paneling and expensive draperies surrounding each window.

    The room was so quiet that her ears were ringing from the silence.

    A door slammed shut; she spun to see a large double door in the same dark wood looming before her. Her mouth went dry, and she swallowed the bitter taste of adrenaline.

    The single door to her left creaked open, and she could hear Aimee’s voice calling from beyond the doorway.

    She took a step toward the door.

    “Maj, come in here,” Aimee’s voice floated toward her.

    Suddenly, the double door began to rattle. The frantic knocking rose to an incessant pitch growing louder and stronger. The picture on the wall began to tremble from the force.

    Fear froze her steps and clouded her reason…

    “Lord, show me what to do. Open my eyes,” she prayed, backing away from both doors.