tonight," I said, "I know that you have to
have permission from God to bother me, but
I also know that you don't have permission
to do that." My knowledge of this had come
from the book of Job, in the Old Testament
of the Holy Bible. Frowning, I continued,
"And besides, Jesus is the King of Kings, and
you're the king of nothing." Roaring with
anger, I began to recite the Apostles Creed, "I
believe in God, the Father Almighty," as I
said this, he moved a few inches away from
me, his roar becoming more of a growl,
"Creator of heaven and Earth; and in Jesus
Christ, His only Son, our Lord;" his facial
expression became one of doubt and
confusion, "who was conceived by the Holy
Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered
under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died and
was buried. He descended into Hell; the
third day He arose again from the dead; He
ascended into heaven, and sits at the right
hand of God, the Father Almighty." Flinging
himself out of his chair, he waved me off and
ran away, but so as not to appear bashful, I
shouted after him, "I believe in His holy
church!"
As I said this, several of his wards
became invisible, planning to assault me
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