The Exorcist

by William Peter Blatty

There’s such a big change, in fact, that two or three hundred years ago people with temporal lobe disorders were often considered to be possessed by a devil.” “They were what?” “Taken over by a demon. You know, something like a superstitious version of split personality.”

She pulled up her nightgown, exposing her genitals. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screamed at the doctors, and with both her hands began masturbating frantically. Moments later Chris ran from the room with a stifled sob right after Regan put her fingers to her lips and licked them.

Oh my gosh WHAT

Regan as she started to arch her body upward into an impossible position, bending it backward like a bow until the brow of her head had touched her feet. She was screaming in pain.

‘my pearl’ … ‘my child’ … ‘my flower’ … ‘the sow.’ I had the feeling she was talking about herself.

“Who are you?” “Nowonmai,” she answered gutturally.

His breathing slightly whistling in the total silence, he reached for a scholarly work on witchcraft and turned to a page that he had marked with a paper clip: Black Mass …

Absolutely disgusting

“Who are you?” he asked. “Nowonmai,”

“I believe that there’s something inside of her that’s trying to kill her and whether it knows piss from Seven-Up doesn’t seem to have very much to do with it,

Lol

Karras asked on the tape, “Who are you?” with the answer: I am no one. I am no one.

He did not open and read the telegram. He knew what it said. He had read it in the dust of the temples of Nineveh. He was ready.

did he fully feel the staggering impact of the man; of the moment; of a thickening stillness in the house, crushing down on him, choking off breath and his sense of a world that was solid and real.

“Especially important is the warning to avoid conversations with the demon.”

we have no need of Satan to manage our wars; these we manage for ourselves … for ourselves.”