The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)

"I must say that this is truly a great opportunity and honor for you two to have us here this morning." The young, white, dingy-clothed and bearded Barry smiled and nodded his head while seated Indian-style on the floor.

"Believe me when I say, de pleasure is all ours, my friend." Arthur smiled back while he and Akoni, with Isaiah in her arms, sat across from Barry and two other ladies that were seated on both sides of him, all Indian-style on the floor inside one of the empty apartments on the eighth floor of the middle building at Hollis Estates.

"I have to say that this arrangement you two have here is quite elaborate, but simple." Claudia, a young Native American, commented as she gazed all around at the bare room. "And you both have such lovely eyes. They must be a trait where you're from."

"My sister and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts." Arthur's face shined with delight.

"Like I said, we're so glad that you invited us here today to share in the feast of Satan with other brothers and sisters." Barry happily stated. "We're grateful to be here with our new brother and sister and their lovely young one as we usher in a brand new day of unity for our beloved father Lucifer."

Still smiling, Arthur purred, "Yes...Satan is his name."

"How old is your son, might I ask?" Naomi, the white lady, asked.

Holding a sleeping Isaiah in her arms, Akoni replied, "He is nearly three."

"Man, that's super, it really is." Barry pushed his glasses back on his face before brushing his curly hair.

"Yes, my sister would not grant me a child, so we were forced to borrow someone else's instead." Arthur commented.

"Incest, I can really dig that." Claudia marveled. "Keep it all in the family."

"Yeah, we don't allow this fascist society to dictate to us how we should live." Barry indignantly remarked. "No one is gonna tell me that I can't marry two of the most beautiful women in the world at the same time. I spent four years in Da Nang fighting for this country, I deserve my pleasure."

Both Arthur and Akoni sat and grinned at the three across from them. Their silent stillness could be felt all around the disheveled apartment like thick smoke.

"Allow me to fill you two in on just who we are and what we represent." Barry said. "We are faithful followers of Brother Manson. And even though he is currently behind bars as we speak, unjustly I might add, his spirit is with us nonetheless. Brother Manson's message was for unity amongst the white race, but I happen to believe that unity must first be established with all races, which is why I have a white and Comanche wife. Why we are here with our Afro-American brother and sister in Satan."

"You do know who Brother Manson is, don't you?" Naomi asked Arthur and Akoni.

"We are somewhat familiar." Akoni softly answered.

"Good, because much like him, we too are visionaries." Barry said. "We too, believe that a war is coming, but not the aforementioned war that Brother Manson refers to. Instead, it's a war between the saints of Lucifer, and of the so called saints of that fascist Christ."

"Ahh, we know him very well." Arthur folded his hands together while

"Yes, it seems that everyone

with the might and power of Satan supreme." Barry added. "We as believers must be willing to stand

the three of us here," Naomi spread her arms wide open. "It doesn't matter your color or nationality,

"Tell us again, where are you both from?" Claudia

from a far off

"Wow, what a beautiful place it must

were forced to leave our homeland in

of your master, would they happen to be in conjunction with ours?"

only smiled from ear to ear before saying, "I assure, mon, he is closer dan you tink. You see, we brought you three here today to partake in de feast of

us." Akoni stepped in. "De least we can

that the blacks were some of the most misunderstood people in the world. Maybe I should take on

Claudia and Naomi smiled and nodded in approval while Arthur and Akoni just sat and

his handheld camera. "I want this experience to be captured forever and for all who believe in the power of Satan. We've traveled all over this country. We just got back from a journey to Maine just a couple of weeks ago, right before

"The folks out in San Francisco will be so impressed!" Claudia jumped up

Arthur and Akoni, Barry cut on his camera and focused

and walking over to a nearby corner. He then knelt

we're done with this, we can all head over to Burger King and

bothered to look back at the zealous woman; she just kept

behind him. Before long, a vapor emerged from the corner that eventually elevated

"Whaddya got back there, buddy, some incense?" Barry inquired as he continued to film the

above everyone's heads began to settle before Barry and his camera. Barry backed up a slight bit, somewhat taken off guard. He, Claudia and Naomi all watched as something within the vapor took on a sound that resembled a

"What...what's happening?"

orange eyes appeared inside the mist. Barry nearly dropped his camera to the floor at that second. The mist then took on the form of a head, arms and legs that stood directly in front of Barry in an

"Is this...is

"Do you recall dis past winter when de little girls were eaten

while keeping his camera tuned to the figure in front of him. "This is absolutely amazing." He nearly lost his breath. "Father Satan, is that

in total awe at the apparition that only stared right back at each of them. "Are you capturing this?"