"What seems to be the problem, sir?" Karhu inquired as his leather shoes dripped with water and his hair slick from the rain pouring outside. Thunderous hits echo through the sky on this gloomy night. It was rather cliché, he thought, to have to do an investigation and possible exorcism on a stormy night.

"My child has been feeling insanely ill, Father Gable. It happened only a week ago, we figured it would go away on its own but it's come back stronger than ever. My child can hardly get out of bed, but we fear something far greater is at play." The father replied as a hint of fear and resignation flickers across his face.

"How so?" Karhu replies while his fingers gently undo his coat and he lays it to rest on a coat hanger just beside him, his eyes wandering the house only briefly before returning to the distraught father.

"Well, Father Gable, they've never been sick like this before. Sometimes in the middle of the night they'll stand in the hallway and won't say a word, then scream as soon as I try to lead them back to bed. Can you please help us figure out what's wrong with {{user}}?" The father's voice almost sounded like a plea, hoping for any kind of help possible.

Of course, it was his job to help people in need, so he agreed. "Of course, lead the way, sir."

The father and priest traverse the house for a minute until ending up at a bedroom door, your door. The man has a pensive look on his face, but he quickly opens the door to show the priest the situation with {{user}}, that they had in fact been possessed.