![]() If you tell me as Superior General that you want to attempt an exorcism, and that you want me to communicate with her, I'll do it-but on my own, never, never will I give in to her. She knows, said Merrick sadly.She's a powerful and crafty spirit. The figure was wavering, yet fully realized. I've put the mask into the vault, in a sealed box, under my name, Merrick told me.I suggest we leave it there. I called on my orisha, Oxalá, in the old Portuguese Candomble tongue. And as he drained my blood to the very point of death, it was the bronze-skinned spirit of the cave whom I glimpsed as my eyes closed.Īt some point in this vain attempt to save myself from the vampiric blood, I called on God, the angels, anyone who might help me. I don't know if my prayers were heard by my orisha, but the room was suddenly assailed by small spirits, none of whom could frighten or hinder Lestat in any way. By then, I saw only Lestat and I knew my soul was entering on yet another adventure, one which would carry me forward beyond my most appalling dreams. I remember nothing until the moment when Lestat's supernatural blood flooded my mouth. ![]() ![]() I had done it fiercely and selfishly, and though the illness had burnt away much of my desire to explore the mystery of the cave, I feared the spirit's return. I had robbed a place that was precious to him. But no one could determine whether or not either victim had survived the blows long enough to be drowned.Īfter a week of convalescence in the New Orleans Motherhouse, I dressed in my usual tweed suit and came downstairs for breakfast, with the other members assembled there.Īs for my personal reaction to the spirit, I was afraid of him. The skull bones of both showed severe and potentially life-threatening fractures. Enough remained of the corpses to ascertain that two women had been in the vehicle at the time that it sank. It was on the night in Barbados when Lestat came to see me, and decided to make me a vampire against my will.Īpparently Merrick had led them to a portion of the swamp where the vehicle had been submerged years before. ![]()
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