Missing Years ( Part 29 )

Stacey and Eddie Samuels, James Conroy and Inspector Spencer were still sitting together in the Golden Lion pub in Romford. James Conroy had just given them his thoughts on Ray Samuels. There was an eerie silence until Stacey spoke. Her voice was trembling.

“Mister Conroy, are you seriously asking us to believe that Ray, my Dad, is actually a demon called Jezebeth, and that all this time he’s just been pretending to be Ray!”

“Like I said before, I can only give you my views, it’s up to you if you decide to believe them, I know it sounds incredible but I’m giving you my views based on the facts, is it any more believable to think that Ray has come back to you 25 years since going missing, but hasn’t changed in any way whatsoever?!”

Eddie stopped praying.

“I hate to say this love but I think Mister Conroy is right, I’ve felt this for two days now, I don’t think that man in my house is my Ray, he may look and sound like him but day by day he’s changing, and now, I just don’t think it’s Ray!”

There was a real sadness in his voice, for years he’d prayed that Ray would be found, years he’d been sure that he would return and fulfil his prophecy, but not like this, this wasn’t how it should happen.

Spencer spoke for the first time.

“If it helps any, I did some background checks on Trevor Wilson. He’s an alcoholic, down and out, been living homeless for ten years, has a criminal record for violence but has not been seen for the past three years”

Stacey shook her head in disbelief.

“So, Trevor Wilson, this down and out, is also a Demon and he and Ray are planning some kind of evil deed?”

James Conroy took hold of Stacey’s hand.

“Look Stacey, I’ve been studying Religion and the Occult for nearly 30 years now, something’s that I’ve read and witnessed have amazed and surprised me. Fifteen years ago I witnessed a Catholic Priest perform an Exorcism on a young seventeen year old boy. Up until then I had read books on demons but never really believed that they existed, after that exorcism, I did believe and still do. I won’t go into detail but what I saw that night made me realise that there are many things that exist on this earth that we have no knowledge of, but they DO exist. I’m really sorry to have to say this but I believe that your Dad died back in 1982, that day when he went out running, his body was then taken over by Jezebeth, a powerful Demon of Lies, he has bided his time until now and has come back in Rays form just as he was on the day he died. He has fooled everyone into thinking that he really is Ray Samuels, even his closest family, you and Eddie, but as time passes the demon will become too powerful for Rays body and will eventually become Jezebeth. I think it’s the same for this Trevor Wilson, he probably died some time ago but his body has been taken over by Pyro who is Jezebeths assistant. He is useless without his master, he has been wandering this earth waiting for his master to reappear, as soon as he did in Rays body, then Pyro had to do the same, he had to find a body to take over, then they had to get together to plan their evil. But before they can go ahead they have to have the approval of Balan because he’s their commander”.

Spencer interrupted.

“So where is Balan then?”

“I don’t know Inspector, but he will appear soon, that’s for sure, they can’t go ahead without him, and if their plans begin at two o’clock tomorrow then he must come quickly!”

Spencer leaned forward.

“So if your theory is correct, how do we stop them?”

“Theirs is only one way Inspector, by fire!”

On the other side of London in a large office at the headquarters of the National Criminal Intelligence Service two men were talking.

“Congratulations Colin on your promotion.

"Commander Swan was an asset to this organisation and I am sure you will continue his good work”

“Thank you Sir, I am looking forward to working on this Ray Samuels case, I should like to start straightaway, get myself over to Romford and see Spencer then go over to meet Ray Samuels, try to sort out this mess”

“Good man”

The head of NCIS shook Colin Garners hand and wished him luck. He had made a good choice in replacing Swan. Garner was a trusted and loyal member of the force. Even when he had the heart attack last year and was officially dead for twelve minutes, he had made a miraculous recovery and was back at work within weeks, he was the first one to put himself forward after Swans death had been announced. He had only one problem, his hygiene; he always seemed to smell of damp!

A few miles away Ray Samuels was in the kitchen with Trevor Wilson, he suddenly stopped talking, stood up and began to sniff the air. He spoke in a low voice, almost a growl, but with a smile on his face.

“He’s heard us, he’s on his way”

Trevor Wilson also smiled, but not for long. Ray started walking around the kitchen speaking loudly in an unknown voice. He stopped suddenly and let out a low moan.

“Idiots, what do they think they can do?”

“Master, what is it?”

“They know, they all know!”