In his Montreal hotel, Armand was meditating, psychically communing with Dr. Singh and the spirits of Agape, Don, and Candice. Tears were streaming down Armand's cheeks.
We warned you not to keep her alive,
Singh mentally communicated from Vancouver.
What good has keeping her alive done?
Agape asked Armand.
She killed those two men in her hospital room, men whose spirits, burning with Nigrovum's energy of desire, are now in hell. Imagine the shock of the doctors and nurses who later saw the bloody, mutilated corpses, and her naked body, soaked with their blood?
Let her go,
Don urged Armand.
Free her from your psychic bonds so she can let go of this world. She has no place here anymore, and she's suffered enough. We can save her from hell, and she'll have peace.
It'll surely be easier to her out of the hellish areas, now that Eros is succeeding in converting all the lust-energy of the people into love-energy,
Candice added.
It's amazing, his progress, slow but sure. He takes the
sexual
ecstasy of the masked men, who are still gang-banging him in hell, and he subtly changes that energy into a kind of
religious
ecstasy, all without those bastards knowing. He then radiates that converted energy outward and into the world of the living. This transformed energy then changes the fear and desire of the people into love and hope.
It's truly beautiful to contemplate,
Singh told Armand.
If all continues as planned, the people will soon turn against the Green Party, and we can end these wars against the Islamic world. Families will be reunited; people will be less selfish and materialistic; the environmentalist cause will return to its nobler roots; and democracy--
true
democracy--will be reborn.
And the best thing is, the masked men still haven't figured out what's reversing their fortunes,
Don pointed out.
Eros is blocking them from knowing he's doing the converting, as we're blocking them from knowing about this mental conversation.
But you must let my daughter go,
Agape psychically said.
If not, the masked men will continue to torment her here in the physical world, and men like those rapists in the hospital will continue to exploit her.
"Alright," Armand said, sobbing. "I'll let her go. I can feel the presence of the masked men; they've been inflating my desires. They were the ones who tempted me into wanting to bind her."
See?
Candice told him.
Their power is getting weaker. You can tell when they're manipulating you. All thanks to Eros: our own efforts to reverse the masked men's power have become unnecessary. He is a true saviour.
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Now released from Armand's psychic bonds, comatose Camilla was free to let herself die, go into the hellish realms, and save her son...or was she? A battle raged in her unconscious mind: she was torn between her need to deliver Eros from his suffering, and her fear of being forever subjected to that same suffering herself. Besides, the thought of her beautiful body decomposing was intolerable, so attached was she still to it.
What was more, Armand's love for her had touched her heart, and tempted her flesh. She wanted to know him...physically know him. One last fuck before she died...how irresistible!
Just then, she felt a psychic tremor, one of Eros being abused. She sensed a masked man fucking his ass, violently tearing her son's bloody anal walls with his cock. She sensed Eros screaming in pain, then groaning from punches on his face and body, bloodying his nose and mouth, and spotting his torso with bruises.
In a moment of wild impulsiveness, Camilla decided finally to let go of her life. She visualized her soul, a tiny mannikin, floating out of her body, out of the hospital ward, and out of the physical world.
The nurse watching her looked up and saw the flatlines on Camilla's ECG. Shrieking, the nurse then rushed out of the room--the new room Camilla had been moved into after she'd been found in that pool of blood with Jay's and John's corpses. The nurse got a doctor, and when she brought him into the room, it was too late. The doctor felt no pulse, and he tried to revive Camilla, but to no avail. She was dead. The nurse then pulled the bed-sheet over Camilla's face.
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In the hellish realms at last, Camilla found herself in a dark room like one of those in the basement of the mansion on Grouse Mountain. Fire lit up the darkness from the surrounding rooms, and smoke emanated from them; she saw Eros, still being beaten and sodomized.
"Leave my son alone!" she screamed. Already naked, she lay on the floor and spread her legs out wide, showing off her pussy. "Take me instead!"
"Gladly," the masked man punching Eros said. "We've all been waiting for you." He started walking towards her.
"No!" Eros shouted, and he used Nigrovum to 'throw' his mother out of the room, making her fly up through the ceilings of the upper floors like a ghost; she ended up in a dark room on the fifth floor. When she tried to go back down to the basement, she found she couldn't: the door was locked, and she couldn't go through the walls as she had when he'd sent her up, for he was psychically blocking her.
Baby,
she mentally asked him,
