True story: So one night my friend and I were driving home, She lives with me, and she yells, AMBER WHAT THE HELL IS THAT! There is a man standing in the middle of the road, with his head down, *I was in the military for 2 years* I crawled in to the back seat, and grab two pistols and several mags, I give one to my friend, we both got out and kept our pistols ready,I say "Wait up" I go grab the bible and cross and stuff it in my book-bag, for stuffs, "Man are you ok?" Jewel says, our parents love those types of names, ironic, The man says,"Ego sum daemonium" and looks at us with grey eyes, "Amber I don't like this!" my friend says, Just then the man says, "Sit scriptor chorus" "Wait a minute! He's speaking Latin, he said Lets Dance..." She says, "Lets Dan- The hell? Amber duck!" he flys out at us, and his sharp nails dig into my chest, which still has a scar, and I aim at him and shoot him in the leg, a demonic scream come out of him, Jewel is firing like a monkey high on bananas, all of a sudden I start saying, and holding a cross to the mans head when he's on the ground, "proferres animae daemon hic Pater servo illi daemonis relegatum proferres? Dimittam! Et eieci eum ad infernum! Dei enim hic repetere Auxilium Domino" and all that time Jewel is screaming at me and the man is Demonicly screming, then stops, and simply says "Gratias, ego curavit" "Your Welcome" I say
