Well, that painted a pretty grim picture. This woman had hired two men for murder. “So what does this all have to do with me? You said I was kind of related to them.” I said.
“Actually, it has everything to do with you at this point.” Chris admitted. “These men were anything but normal. And in the end, I doubt that even Faith Evans could’ve understood just what she’d called upon when she prayed for her revenge. There was a good reason that she wanted her husband dead back then. The Evans woman was a victim of severe abuse, and no one ever believed her about it. And when she knew that she couldn’t kill him herself, she began praying for something, anything, that would do it for her. And these two were the answer to those evil prayers.”
By then, I was beginning to follow what he was implying. “Hold on just a minute. Are you saying that these men were.... demons or something?” I had to ask. I felt the chill run through my spine as I said the words out loud. Again, the memory of that ghostly woman speaking went through my mind. She’d been screaming about demons with human faces….
“Well, I guess that would be the easiest way to put it, considering that they were technically some of the damned. Although they like to refer to themselves as Fallen Ones. Either way, they were bad news from the start. And once they had the Evans woman right where they wanted her, they began using her for their own gains. And eventually, one would end up killing her a little over two years later in what looked to the world like a suicide.” Chris explained.
I looked down at the photos again. So apparently this was all that remained of a very real demon pact. Carefully, I reached in the box and took out the old, small book. “So what’s this have to do with me now? Is it because I’m related to Faith Evans?” I asked him as I flipped through it. There was the same spidery looking handwriting in it that I’d seen on the back of Faith Evan’s picture. I wondered if perhaps one of those creatures had been writing in it. It almost made me consider putting it away and not touching it again.
“Well, it’s a bit more than that.” Chris said. “How should I even begin explaining this to where it’s gonna make sense? Well, I guess I’ll have to try. Let’s start by saying that I’m sure you know the truth about your parents.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I know I’m adopted.”
“And you know you’re birth mother’s name, right?” Chris continued.
I just looked at him for a moment. “Well, I saw it once. Faith Kent.” I said.
“Faith Evans. Faith Kent.” Chris said in a slight breath. “It was always a pattern with the name Faith. I guess he just found it ironic that the original woman had that name, and maybe he even kept it in there to be blasphemous or something. Anyways, back to what I was saying, Faith Evans was killed two years after these two came into her life. But only one killed her. The reasons behind it aren’t really that clear. But as it turns out, he also changed something in the deal between her and the two of them when he killed her. He set some kind of cycle in motion, to put it in the most layman’s terms possible. He ended up having the Evans woman's soul reincarnated over and over again. Every time she died, he’d take her soul and put it into the next life he wanted it to reincarnate into.”
“Hold on. So you’re saying that my birth mother, Faith Kent, was a reincarnation of this Faith Evans woman?” I asked him. I couldn’t believe it. So that was supposed to be the whole connection here? If so, then he was right. This
“Actually, it has everything to do with you at this point.” Chris admitted. “These men were anything but normal. And in the end, I doubt that even Faith Evans could’ve understood just what she’d called upon when she prayed for her revenge. There was a good reason that she wanted her husband dead back then. The Evans woman was a victim of severe abuse, and no one ever believed her about it. And when she knew that she couldn’t kill him herself, she began praying for something, anything, that would do it for her. And these two were the answer to those evil prayers.”
By then, I was beginning to follow what he was implying. “Hold on just a minute. Are you saying that these men were.... demons or something?” I had to ask. I felt the chill run through my spine as I said the words out loud. Again, the memory of that ghostly woman speaking went through my mind. She’d been screaming about demons with human faces….
“Well, I guess that would be the easiest way to put it, considering that they were technically some of the damned. Although they like to refer to themselves as Fallen Ones. Either way, they were bad news from the start. And once they had the Evans woman right where they wanted her, they began using her for their own gains. And eventually, one would end up killing her a little over two years later in what looked to the world like a suicide.” Chris explained.
I looked down at the photos again. So apparently this was all that remained of a very real demon pact. Carefully, I reached in the box and took out the old, small book. “So what’s this have to do with me now? Is it because I’m related to Faith Evans?” I asked him as I flipped through it. There was the same spidery looking handwriting in it that I’d seen on the back of Faith Evan’s picture. I wondered if perhaps one of those creatures had been writing in it. It almost made me consider putting it away and not touching it again.
“Well, it’s a bit more than that.” Chris said. “How should I even begin explaining this to where it’s gonna make sense? Well, I guess I’ll have to try. Let’s start by saying that I’m sure you know the truth about your parents.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I know I’m adopted.”
“And you know you’re birth mother’s name, right?” Chris continued.
I just looked at him for a moment. “Well, I saw it once. Faith Kent.” I said.
“Faith Evans. Faith Kent.” Chris said in a slight breath. “It was always a pattern with the name Faith. I guess he just found it ironic that the original woman had that name, and maybe he even kept it in there to be blasphemous or something. Anyways, back to what I was saying, Faith Evans was killed two years after these two came into her life. But only one killed her. The reasons behind it aren’t really that clear. But as it turns out, he also changed something in the deal between her and the two of them when he killed her. He set some kind of cycle in motion, to put it in the most layman’s terms possible. He ended up having the Evans woman's soul reincarnated over and over again. Every time she died, he’d take her soul and put it into the next life he wanted it to reincarnate into.”
“Hold on. So you’re saying that my birth mother, Faith Kent, was a reincarnation of this Faith Evans woman?” I asked him. I couldn’t believe it. So that was supposed to be the whole connection here? If so, then he was right. This
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