The False Prophet: Chronicles of the Supernatural, #5

By JM Hart

Evil is alive and well in the world, and it's up to Jade and Casey to stop it!

 

Can Casey overcome his grief? Or will he surrender his mind and soul to the darkness?

 

There is a Dark Realm that exists beyond our own, and for centuries, a mystical barrier has kept it separate from our world. But now the barrier is gone, and the Dark Realm is bleeding evil into our world.

In the forests of Black Mountain in North Carolina lurks the wendigo, nightmarish creatures that soil their hands with blood and feast on human flesh. And leading them is a false prophet who has been resurrected from the dark realm who seeks to enslave humanity.

Casey has the power of telekinesis. He is furious at God for not saving Sophia, his one true love. To make matters worse, the false prophet and the wendigo are hell-bent upon stopping the survivors at Black Mountain from reaching the ancient portal for God's final ascension.

Jade is a shamanic apprentice, chosen by the spirits to help the survivors at Black Mountain to get to the ascension portal. She is aided in her quest by medicine of the Raven and the rhythm of her shamanic drum, ancient knowledge that allows her to travel between the realms.

Casey must overcome his grief and anger to stop the false prophet and guide the survivors to safety. With the help of Jade, his telekinetic powers and his ancient dagger, Casey and Jade, battle for the forces from the dark realm.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: JM Hart
• Release date: Dec 12, 2022
• ISBN: 9780645039658

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PROLOGUE

The death of Sophia has hit everyone at the estate hard. But the clock is ticking and none of them have time to grieve or debrief each other on the happenings during the past seven days, because the atmosphere around the earth rumbles and moves in strange ways and no longer can they deny the existence of demons and monsters from the ghostly realms.

After the return of the Emerald Tablet to the Tomb of Thoth, they expected good fortune to rain down on earth and mankind, but nothing but the opposite has happened.

1

JADE: THE GROUND SHOOK

Out front of Casey’s estate, by the plane wreckage, Jade opened her soul and let go of the earthly realm, losing herself within the rhythm of her shamanic drum. With each beat of the drum, a beautiful resonance reverberated through her entire body. It silenced all other sounds. The wind, Tim and Seth’s chatter from inside the camper van, the scream of the foxes, and the howling of the wolves. The warmth of the light from her crystal wand settled upon her face. It was good to have her parents back, but her heart was heavy, as were everyone’s at the estate. But none more than Casey’s heart. It was as if life had drained from his pores. Each time Jade went back to her room, Casey would be on Sophia’s bed with his back towards the door, clutching her pillow. It was easier to sit outside in the dark with her wand.

Focusing inward, and on the rhythm of the drum, was the best thing she could do as she searched the astral planes for Sophia. Even if it was only a fragment of light, a simple sign Sophia was okay. But there were no signs, just an empty void that reminded her Sophia was gone.

With the fluffy tip of the drumstick, Jade struck the deer skin drum faster and faster. If anyone watched her, they would think her arm was rubber—it moved so effortlessly. She gave one mighty bang, and the ground shook underneath her. Slowly, she opened her eyes and sat her drum beside her and placed her hands on the dew-covered grass. The ground moved beneath her.

Jade stood up and looked into the darkness, pivoting until she was facing the house. Around the corner of the house, a blue light swarmed like an alga bloom floating in to shore. She watched the luminescent light in wonder as it approached; it was Shaun. Shaun and Rachel arrived back from Israel two days ago, and Shaun had glowed ever since. It fascinated her. The light from her crystal wand was no match for his sapphire icosahedron, now embedded in the palm of his hand. The light it produced was not of this world.

Shaun had changed so much since they first met nine months ago, she hardly recognized him. He had been sitting on the rooftop of his house hurling insults, taunting Kevin and Tim. Shaun’s and Rachel’s battle against the Leviathan in Israel sounded epic, and they were lucky to be alive.

Jade already updated her diary with a drawing of the icosahedron embedded in Shaun’s palm, which illuminated when the sapphire activated. Coming around the corner in the dark, he looked like a blue angel.

Why have you activated the sapphire? Jade asked. She still felt a little uncomfortable in his presence, afraid he’d turn back to his old ways, lashing out and belittling her.

I went to Alex’s grave to get the obsidian I left for him to keep safe. I’m curious if it increases the power of the icosahedron and if it, too, might activate.

All the stones might activate eventually, Jade said.

I don’t know if I’m excited or afraid, Shaun said, picking at the skin at the edge of the sapphire.

Did he just say he was afraid?

What are you doing up this early? Shaun asked.

Oh, nothing, Jade said.

Bullshit. You’re always up to something. I don’t think your brain ever stops. I can see your brain ticking over with ideas as you gaze into space. Kevin does the same thing.

Well, I’m trying to quiet my mind and align with the universe, so I can find Sophia in the astral plane, Jade said.

Any luck? Shaun asked.

No, nothing. I’m surprised, because I thought she, of all people, would be in the spirit realm, ready to help us. Don’t mention it to Casey. I don’t want him to get his hopes up. I know he has tried astral traveling, in his own way, to find her, but he’s not having any luck.

Did you feel the tremors? Do you think it’s an earthquake? Shaun asked.

Yeah, no, I felt it, but I don’t think it was an earthquake. It was more like a stomp, Jade said.

Back home, we lived near an army base where they conducted war games with heavy artillery. The bombs felt like this. The ground shook, and windows rattled for a couple of seconds. This sounded muffled, like the explosion came from under the ground. Shaun said, moving closer and surrounding her in his light.

I don’t think that’s the army, Jade said, reaching out her hand, touching the rim of the blue light that had expanded into a sphere.

Congrats on finding your dad, by the way. What do you think of the newcomers from London? Shaun asked.

Seth’s okay. Tim seems to trust him. Poor Tim. His heart is aching. He’s been hiding his grief, just like Casey, but I can see his face light up when he’s with Seth.

What are you guys talking about? Kevin’s voice came out of the night.

Where did you come from? Jade asked, stepping out of Shaun’s blue light and moving towards Kevin.

Kevin put his arm around her shoulders. You must be freezing.

I’m okay. Drumming keeps me warm. Jade bent down and picked up her drum, placed it inside her crocheted bag, before slinging it over her shoulder and tucking her crystal wand into her back pocket.

It seems like a lifetime since I heard the army practice bombs, Kevin said.

Shaun looked at Kevin. I know, right? It hasn’t even been a year since we found and returned the Emerald Tablet. I’ve defeated a monster, lost a kidney, and Rachel’s been to the stars and back.

But the demons and monsters continue to emerge from God knows where, Jade said.

The past nine months were mental, Shaun said.

Jade reached out for Kevin as the ground shook for a third time. She was the only one who swayed and took a backward step to find her balance.

I think we’re going to have to get Casey to push past his pain; we need to work as a team to find out what’s causing the tremors before things get worse. Jade shivered.

I don’t know, Jade, he’s so distraught. We need to give him some space, Kevin said.

Shaun must’ve noticed her shivering because he stepped forward until she felt the warmth of the energy that was coursing through his being, emanating from the icosahedron.

After what I saw in Israel, we can’t assume anything, Shaun said.

Kevin pulled his arm off her shoulder and brushed his hand across his head, stopping to feel the scars where the bats had clawed it opened. After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded. I’m picking up some terrible vibes. I don’t think we can clean away the emerging evil. It’s saturating the earth. Where’s it all coming from? Kevin asked.

Shaun dug his hands in his pocket, reaching for his leather pouch of sacred stones. Rachel doesn’t want to talk about the message she received from the stars without Casey. But she believes heaven is amongst the stars in the Pleiades, Shaun said.

Why are you all up?

Jade jumped, startled by the sudden sound of Tim’s voice.

Tim was rubbing his eyes, walking down the steps of the camper van parked outside the barn. Tim and Seth had been talking most of the night but had fallen quiet in the last half hour. There was plenty of room for them in the converted barn, but they didn’t want to disturb Hugh, Gwen, and her daughter Bo, along with Seth’s dad, brother, and sister. Jade’s mom and dad were staying in the rooms in the barn with the newcomers. Kevin’s and Casey’s families would be surprised when they returned. Sophia had said people would come, and they had.

Jade missed Sophia, and she believes in her heart what Sophia was fighting for, so she will follow in Sophia’s footsteps and listen to her heart. Hopefully lead by her heart and not too much with her head. To align the two, to become one with the universe, would be perfect. Something Jade’s great-grandmother, Great Turtle, had tried to get her to understand throughout her life. To open her heart and let the universe show her the way. She thought about her memory stones, upstairs in her bedroom with her medicine pouch. No longer did she feel fear and trepidation towards them, she felt love and curiosity.

Tim, Casey hasn’t said how Sophia died, just that it was his fault for taking her necklace. What does he mean? He would never take her necklace from her, Jade said.

I don’t know what he’s talking about. The last I saw, her necklace was in the Emporium when she was making holy water, Tim said.

Tim glanced at Kevin and continued, I wasn’t there. I didn’t see how she died. Casey told us to leave the city to get as far away as possible. So, we left. I should’ve stayed with them.

If you hadn’t left, all those people in the barn, including yourself, might have ended up dead, too. You did the right thing, Tim. We have to trust Sophia knew what she was doing, Jade said.

Kevin placed his hand on Tim’s shoulder and quickly pulled it away. Jade knew, Kevin had just received an emotional surge from Tim. Kevin’s clairsentience ability was getting stronger. She had noticed, most of the time he avoided touching anyone other than her. She had also noticed the same thing about Casey a few weeks back; everyone’s powers were getting stronger. But instead of bringing them together, it was pushing them apart.

Kevin raised his eyebrows, silently questioning Tim.

It’s okay, Tim said.

Kevin wiped his hand on his jeans. Whatever happened in London was pure evil. What occurred in London, and too Shaun and Rachel in Israel, is just the beginning of something of biblical proportion.

How. Can. Things. Get worse? Shaun asked, drawing out every word with his frustration and worry.

Jade watched Shaun as he spoke and she saw a change in his facial expression, as he realized things could get a lot worse.

You know what? Don’t answer that. Shaun said, drawing in the blue light until it clung to him like a glove.

The sun is going to be up in a little over an hour. Why don’t you get Rachel and meet us in the basement? Jade asked Shaun.

It would be better if you woke her up, and I’ll see if I can get Casey to join us. Rachel has to tell everyone what the message is, whether Casey is part of it or not.

Tim, do you want to get Seth and Hugh in on this? I think it’s something everyone should hear, Shaun said.

Sure, will do, Tim said, stretching out his arms and yawning.

Oh, and Jade, be careful. She’s still sleeping with the bowie knife. Shaun said.

What do you mean by that? Jade said.

Nothing, I’m just fooling around, Shaun said, smiling.

Jade pulled her eyebrows tight and drew her lips together as if scolding him with her gaze. You’re even making jokes now? Bad ones, I might add. Someone should’ve ripped your kidney out a long time ago, she said, nodding her head.

What about Joe? Kevin asked.

Let him sleep. He hasn’t slept for the last two nights, Tim said.

Behind Shaun, Jade walked up the front steps into the manor. Everything had a strong sense of clarity. The feeling of the still air on her face, the darkness of the night, and the warmth of Kevin’s hand in hers. It was a moment she would never forget, because, as she paused on the top step, it felt like it was going to be the last time. Kevin stopped her just before she walked inside. He turned her towards him.

I have the same feeling, Kevin said.

The darkness was impenetrable as she stared out into the distance, but in her mind’s eye, the canopy moved under the strain of an unseen force.

Boom.

Boom.

What the hell is that?

2

CASEY: FALL INTO THE DARKNESS

Casey breathed in the smell of Sophia from her pillow. He lay still, listening to the darkness, hoping to hear her voice, or a whisper of her breath against his ear. His heart chakra, like a wilted flower, tightened in his chest, making it almost impossible to breathe. Everyone he loved died. The universe and God didn’t have his back. He was only a puppet, just like Sophia. Metatron let her die—for what? To kill, banish an evil spirit, a demon that he could’ve destroyed with his blade. Instead, Sophia had sacrificed herself to send the demon to its end. She probably believed it was the will of God.

To hell with this world.

Knock, knock, knock. The sound startled him. At first, he thought it was because he had said the world could go to hell. But it was just Kevin again, trying to get him to leave the room. Soon they would send up Shaun. Eventually, Casey knew, he was going to have to leave the room. But he felt like, if he did, he may never see it again.

Casey ignored the persistent banging.

Come on, mate, open up, Kevin said.

Go away!

Casey heard Kevin walk away.

Why can’t I see or feel you, Sophia? Casey thought, breathing in deeply. The scent of her filled his heart and soul with memories of her smile, her soft skin, her joy, doubts, and certainty. Her certainty in God. The thought of God angered him. He clenched his fists, twisting the ends of her pillow. She was selfless, willing to step into the unknown, with only faith as her companion. Something had ignited within him the first time he had met Sophia. His heart had opened. And when she unveiled the realms beyond this world, showing him the light and the glory of God, he was in awe. But the glory of the light had abandoned him, and darkness coursed through his veins. How could he believe in something that destroyed and stole away the things he loved? How was he expected to keep an open heart, mind, and spirit while his heart shriveled like a rotten apple fallen far from the tree?

Powers beyond his wildest dreams were now his to employ at will, and he also had two books full of mystical knowledge he knew he wasn’t worthy of owning. People that had certainty and strength in their beliefs wrote those books, with the kind of faith that he will never have again. How could he continue to believe in a power that continuously destroys the earth, humankind, love, hope, faith—everything precious upon the earth?

Darkness traveled, slithered deeper into his mind, as his own doubts snuffed out his inner light. He clenched his jaw tight. Curled up like a frightened dog, Casey pressed the pillow against his face and screamed until he had no breath. Then he drew in the scent of Sophia, as deep as it would go, trying to capture her essence.

A blood-curdling, horrific cry escaped his paralyzed body. Suddenly, he lashed out his arms and threw the pillow across the room. All the furniture in the room lifted off the floor, into a whirlpool of chaos banging against the walls and ceiling. A hurricane of emotion tore through his room. The anger churned in his stomach like a pit of snakes. From deep inside, a dark energy force exploded from his being. He stood up and entered the center of the whirlpool, hoping to get hit. The chest of drawers just missed his scalp. He screamed out. How can I continue to serve God? How can I believe?

The walls expanded outward under the pressure of his force. He trembled with fear. The force of his anger frightened him so much he held up his hands and the table, chair, shoes, books, cups, all collapsed to the floor with a heavy thud.

Frustrated and ashamed, Casey glanced down at the scattered objects. One book he found at the Emporium in London, the notebook that had belonged to Isabella Sumer, lay staring up at him as if scolding him for his rage. Underneath the leather notebook was the book of Enoch. Sophia’s pillow lay at his feet. He picked it up and dropped to his knees. Clutching it to his chest, he bowed his head and sobbed until he was numb.

His skin crawled. Silence amplified. Something was behind him. He turned. A dark shadow disappeared into the corner of the room. Sophia? Casey leaned backwards against the wooden frame of Sophia’s bed. He scanned the room, watching as golden light washed away his dispelled emotions. He focused inward to calm his thoughts. Sophia would want him to go on believing in the grace of God and that it would cleanse the earth of evil.

His ears hypersensitive, and, for a moment, he imagined her breath as if she tried to whisper in his ear. Calmness and hope washed over him. All he needed was to connect with her. Into the stillness of the room, Casey spoke, Sophia, is that you? Are you there? Speak to me, please.

Heavy footsteps moved up the staircase and along the hallway, breaking his connection. Casey squeezed his eyes tight and tried to hold the sensations. A breeze passed through his hair. He imagined her soft hands that wielded great power, raking her fingers through his curls. Light from the memory entered his being but came to an abrupt stop as his mind doubled back to the image of the shadow.

It had worn a hat! The dark shadow wore a hat, the same type of hat worn by the ghost from his nightmares. He pinched himself to make sure he was awake and not trapped again in a nightmare illustrated by the Homoharenae, the sandman. Casey was sure he had destroyed the creature. But the shadow was a great likeness to the evil warden from the old Newgate prison, which was, at one time in history, very much alive. It can’t be the same ghost. It was just a shadow. Nothing but a shadow, and shadows can’t hurt him. He tried to convince himself. He sat on the edge of Sophia’s bed, opened the book of Enoch, and read out loud from where the book fell open.

. . . 8 And now, the giants, who are produced from the spirits and flesh, shall be called evil spirits upon the earth. 9 And shall live on the earth. Evil spirits have proceeded from their bodies; because they are born from men and from the holy Watchers is their beginning and primal origin; 10 they shall be evil spirits on earth, and evil spirits shall they be called. As for the spirits of heaven, in heaven shall be their dwelling, but as for the spirits of the earth which were born upon the earth, on the earth shall be their dwelling. And the spirits of the giants afflict, oppress, destroy, attack, do battle, and work destruction on the earth, and cause trouble: 11 they take no food, but do not hunger and thirst. They cause offenses but are not observed. 12 And these spirits shall rise against the children of men and against the women, because they have proceeded from them in the days of the slaughter and destruction.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Go away! Casey yelled.

Giants; there’s no such thing, Casey thought. How long is this evil madness going to last? We came together with the others; we returned the Emerald Tablet. It should’ve brought world peace, but billions of people are dead or missing. It’s worse than ever. Hell is earth.

Sophia’s bedroom door burst open, and the book of Enoch slammed closed.

Shaun surveyed the clutter in the room, picked up the desk chair and sat down. You can’t stay locked up here for the rest of your life.

Casey pretended Shaun wasn’t there, but it was harder to ignore the majestic colors in his aura and the soft vibration of the blue light around his physical being. Casey wanted to know what happened in Israel to create such a dramatic change in his aura. What are you glowing about? Casey stood up and tossed Sophia’s pillow back onto her bed. Second thoughts, I don’t want to know.

I think you do. It’s the sapphire, the icosahedron. Shaun held up his hand, and the sapphire glowed from within his palm. It’s fused with my body. We were trapped in an underground bunker the size of the city. It was being ruled by a giant evil monster that shape-shifted into anything it wanted, and it controlled the minds and the emotions of the people. It called itself the supreme master. I had to destroy it, and when I did, I woke up minus a kidney and this fused to my hand.

I’m glad you and Rachel are safe. But just leave me alone. Casey said, still hearing the word ‘giant’ in his head.

I can’t imagine what you’re feeling right now. I would perish if I lost Rachel. But you have to come downstairs and hear what Rachel has to say.

The house rattled, and Casey raced to the window. He searched the darkness with his mind. Something was coming. The lights flickered in the room. He turned for a split second and in between the light and dark, black entities entered the room. They turned into entrails of gray smoke as the light returned.

Shaun stood up as if someone or something touched him from behind and turned to take a swing.

Okay. I’ll listen to what Rachel has to say. Then I’m leaving, Casey said, walking from the room, not wanting to be left alone with the entities.

He checked over his shoulder to make sure they weren’t being followed. The timeless dagger!

Your what? Shaun said.

Dagger. Wait here. Casey raced back to Sophia’s room and picked up the book of Enoch and Isabella’s notebook. He shoved them into his backpack and put on the holster with the silver medallion of St Benedict’s cross and the timeless dagger. He had the feeling he was going to need it. As he stepped from the room, Jade, coming down the hall, looking at her feet, deep in thought, bumped into Shaun. Where are you going? Shaun asked.

I’m just putting my things back in my room, she said, turning her body sideways to show her drum on her back.

Okay, meet us in the basement, Shaun said.

Will do Jade said.

It might be better if you keep your stuff with you, Casey said.

Jade reached out for the doorknob. I’m glad you’re coming to join us, Jade said, searching his eyes. I’m sorry Sophie’s not here.

She cast her eyes down as he teared up. He wiped his hand hard against his face as if it would press the tears into nonexistence.

I prefer to keep my wand, drum, memory stones, and pouch together in my room. They’re precious to me. I’ll be quick and just place them on the bed and meet you downstairs. I won’t be far behind you. Promise, Jade said.

Everything you hold precious, keep close to you, Casey said, but not really understanding why.

What do you mean? Why? What aren’t you saying? Jade said.

I’m not sure if we’re safe here anymore, Casey said.

Because Sophia’s not here to shield us with the psychic dome? Did you feel the earth tremble? We all felt it outside. That’s why we’re meeting in the basement, Jade said.

No. It’s something else. It’s hard to say. I could just have the jitters, after what happened in London, the exorcisms. Casey shuffled his feet and pushed his hair back. He pursed his lips, preventing his words from being said out loud.

What happened, Casey? Jade asked.

Let’s just go downstairs and get this over with, Casey said.

There’s a wooden box of memory stones and a medicine pouch under my pillow, Jade said.

He wanted to ask her about the memory stones and the medicine pouch. He hadn’t talked to her since they got back. Okay, I’m coming with you, Casey said.

As soon as Jade opened the door and entered her room, she turned on the light and stopped in her tracks. What in tarnation happened in here? Jade glared at Casey. What did you do?

Whatever, just hurry and get your stuff, Casey said.

Jade searched his face. He could see her concern. She drew her brows together as she peered deeper into his eyes.

Never mind! Jade tiptoed through the mess to her turned-up bed. Help me, Casey. I need my memory box and pouch.

What do they look like? Casey felt his cheeks flush with shame as he surveyed the mess he’d created. He had discarded Jade’s and Sophia’s belongings like insignificant objects during his outburst. His head was aching. He felt the tightness in his throat.

What’s happening to you? Jade asked.

What’s happened is I’ve lost my best friend. My soul mate. We’re all puppets! Casey said.

Casey lifted the bed up over Jade’s head with his mind as she searched the floor for her things. Slowly, he lowered it back to where it belonged. The springs squeaked as he dropped the mattress onto the frame. He chucked the bed linen onto the bed.

Jade sat back on her heels and sighed. If you want to help me find my things, you’ll have to get on the floor and sift through all this mess.

Casey picked up the desk, chest of drawers, bedside tables and chairs and flew them across the room, placing them where they belonged. Then he pushed the smaller items into the center of the room for Jade to sort through.

Shit! Jade rocked back, holding her knee. Sticking out of her knee was a fragment of glass. Last night, she had brought him a glass of water and a plate of food, which he’d dismissed.

Wait, let me . . . , Casey said.

Jade reached around for the crystal wand sticking out of her back pocket. He had wanted to ask her about it but didn’t feel like talking. It was such an effort. Carefully, she touched it to her knee around the shard of glass. Slowly, the glass moved as if being pushed up and out of her body from the inside. Her knee glowed with green light. The glass dropped to the floor.

I’ll get a bandage to stop the bleeding, Casey said, heading for the opened door.

Don’t bother. It will be okay. The bleeding will stop. Just a few seconds more. There, Jade said.

Casey squatted beside her and looked at her inflamed knee, it was red, but there was no cut; it had healed.

Jade handed the wand to Casey. Searching for my dad, I met Chief Thundercloud. He gave it to me. It’s a healing wand. My great-grandmother, Great Turtle, left it for me, along with the box of memory stones, shamanic drum, and the medicine pouch. I’m just learning how to use them. My great-grandmother trusted that one day the spirits of our ancestors would bring Chief Thundercloud and me together. I crawled through a narrow tunnel and found a cave, trying to find my father. That’s when a vampire bat took a chunk out of Kevin. If it wasn’t for Chief Thundercloud, I could’ve lost my father and Kevin.

Jade shook her head. It sounds crazy saying it out loud. To find my father, I had to open my heart and travel through the spiral of the drum to the realm of lost souls. It was amazing and terrible. The things I saw terrified me. I will never forget the wretchedness of the realm. Heartbreaking pleas from lost souls still ring in my ears. They weren’t all evil, just lost in the depths of their own despair. There were thousands, buried up to their necks along the shore of the sea of tears. And bones that I thought were coral covered the ocean floor. It must be the darkest realm within this multiverse. And I fear that dark and evil realms are merging with ours.

She looked up at him for a moment, then waved a hand. Forget it. Don’t listen to me. I’m not sure of anything anymore, she said as she scanned the items on the floor. She picked up her hairbrush.

There was a shipwreck of flying heads—cursed souls, she quickly added.

You’re right. I’ve been seeing it since the beginning, Casey confided. Evil from the surrounding realms is merging, and that scares me. I feel the darkness all around us. There are things I’m not seeing. The evil tricked us. It kept Sophia and me apart. I wasn’t there for her, Jade, Casey said, pulling Sophia’s necklace over his head and putting it over Jade’s.

I can’t take this, Jade said, reaching for the necklace.

I don’t deserve the protection of Solomon or Penelope’s cross. If you don’t take it, I’ll give it to Rachel. Casey watched Jade turn the pendant between her fingers, looking at the Seal of Solomon and the protective web of Penelope.

I’ll keep it for you. If Sophia gave it to you, it was for good reason, Jade said, tucking it under her shirt.

Look at these. Casey removed the book of Enoch