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."

very well." Arthur

"Yes, it seems that everyone

be fought with the might and power of Satan supreme." Barry

are so glad that you invited the three of us here," Naomi spread her arms wide open. "It doesn't matter your color or nationality, Lord Lucifer sees us all as equals, even if

where are you both

"We are from a far off land called Jamaica." Akoni

what a beautiful place

"It is, my friend, it truly is." Arthur insisted. "But we were forced to leave our homeland in order to

master, would they happen

assure, mon, he is closer dan you tink. You see, we brought you three here today to partake in de feast of dose who

least we can do as servant's is repay his kindness by sharing in de

Pointing his finger, Barry said, "You know, I always said that the blacks were some of

and Naomi smiled and nodded in approval while Arthur

handheld camera. "I want this experience to be captured forever and for all who

Francisco will be so impressed!" Claudia jumped up from off the floor

Standing above Arthur and Akoni, Barry cut on his camera and focused it on the siblings. "Okay, guys, we're

only glanced at Akoni before getting up and walking over to a nearby corner. He then knelt down on both

"After we're done with this, we can all head over

the zealous woman; she just kept her attention on her

Before long, a vapor emerged from the corner that eventually elevated to the grimy

"Whaddya got back there, buddy, some incense?" Barry inquired as he

backed up a slight bit, somewhat taken

"What...what's happening?"

at that second. The mist then took on the form of a head, arms and legs that stood directly in

"Is this...is

"Do you recall dis past winter when de little girls were eaten inside deir own home?"

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

that only stared right back at each of them. "Are you capturing this?" Naomi's mouth hung