Becoming A Vessel Of Honor Rebecca Brown

73 creased a hundred fold. Pictures were whirling through her mind. Terrible pictures of demons and torture of other human beings. She jerked back again, but was unable to utter a word. Sedona dropped her arm. "I Ve got you now! The full moon is in four days —you are now MY prize, MY sacrifice to Lord Satan.” Again Joyce shook her head, but did not have the strength to speak. Sedona continued, her words coming like rapid fire shots. "I know your every move." Then she proceeded to list with 100% accuracy everything Joyce had done the preceding week. "I can get you anytime I want," she boasted. Something moved Joyce’s feet. She started to walk, she didn’t know how. She was detached, unable to control her self. Inside, she cried out to the Lord for help. She just couldn’t think! Those horrible scenes continued to fill her mind. Sedona was furious, but seemed strangely unable to do any thing further. "You’re mine!" she hissed. "I’ll get you anytime I want to! I’ll make you pay for humiliating me! I’ll get you ... soon!" As she spat out those last words she climbed back into the limo. Suddenly Joyce was running. Across the parking lot she ran. Her car was parked on the far side of the lot. It seemed like miles, but at last she reached her car. As she opened the door with trembling hands, the limo roared out of the park ing lot. Joyce climbed into the car and pushed the key into

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