Demons had no fear, they were in the church too. Making sure their slaves would not raise their hands up to beg God for forgiveness. They were 7 feet tall and they stood beside their human properties with on hand around the back of their necks and making them hold their heads down. They couldn't raise their hands anyway as they were clamped with shackles and chains that were so heavy that the chains didn't even sway while they were standing. The choruses of the congregation sang on and the demons were not even remotely affected. All they did was stare at the preacher as if they knew something he did not. They were confident that their human slaves would not try to break free to and run to the alter. They knew fear was stronger than hope, that's why they came. I could see the conquered look on their faces as the demons had their hands wrapped around the back of their necks. As I stared at them, it was as if the rest of the congregation faded to an out of focus angle. But then I looked around the church and their was dozens of them. All the singing, worshiping and praising, they just stood their holding claim to their conquered humans.
I felt no fear as they were just their to protect their property. The rest of the congregation faded back into focus and the sound of the singing start up again.
The congregation.
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