I was back with all the people I was with in Chicago. We went to some huge church to play a concert. We played some songs and I seriously felt like we were there for hours. Then, the next part is blurry, but something happened that made us realize we needed to leave. We couldn't leave though, there was some evil barrier. I tried to get my front man to cast it aside with a crucifix, but he couldn't. I figured, seeing as I am the son of a licensed preacher and all, I should do it. So I did. Then when we got out, I was suspicious of this one guy. I walked up to him and touched him with the crucifix. It burned him. I then proceeded to do an exorcism on him. Though I don't really know what to say, so I kept repeating "In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son, in the name of the Holy Spirit, leave this holy child of God alone." and it worked. Then I was like, shit, what if other people are possessed as well? So I went down this line of people sitting on the side of the road, crucifix hovering over them in my hand. It made the girl I like (I have no idea why she was there) cower, so I touched her with it, and it burned her. Did the same shit, and she was good. I went home and wanted to test my family (it was a fictional family, don't know why.) They were all good, except my little brother. So we did shit on him and he was good. Then something happened to make me realize that I was then possessed. I got my mom to call a priest to bless the house and to do an exorcism on myself. While she was away, 2 burglars came in. Some shit happened and I ended up making one guy tiny and melting him in a pan of scrambled eggs. I'm not sure what happened to the other guy, but I think it was fucked up. Then the priest came in and (somewhere along the line I lost my crucifix) I asked him to touch me with one. He did, and it hurt like a motherfucker. I asked if he could bless the house, but he didn't. He just got the demon out of me and ran, leaving behind his crucifix. Then I was at school, with the crucifix, and I was trying to touch everyone I could with it. I touched a girl I used to like with it (I'm seeing a trend here.) and she said ouch and flinched. We were later in class together and she refused to let me touch her with it, repeating that she didn't believe in all that shit. I snuck a touch in anyway and it burned her so bad. (the burns do heal over quickly, by the way.) I did the shit and then I'm not sure what happened, but someone told me that maybe the crucifix was holding the demons and they only spread out to people I liked. (I don't like anyone in my real family, and I don't have a little brother in real life. Fucking symbolism, man.) Then I threw that shit away.

I should probably stop drinking before I go to bed.