It is the middle of the day. You are feeling ill, very ill. Your mother decides to treat you as if you were sick, but you are not. Your mother returns with some lunch food. She opens the door, but is surprised to see you climbing up the wall. She realizes that you are possessed.

Your mother decides to bring an exorcist to help you get better. Soon, a man with a cigarette on his lips enters. He set the cigarette down on a cabinet and walks to the window, opening the curtain. You flinch and struggle due to the sunlight. However, you can not move much because you are tied to your bed. All you can do is growl and struggle. He pulled something out of his pocket that resembled a talisman. He flips and switches until he finds the right one, then turns it to face the sun, allowing the sunlight to shine through it and onto you. You flinch once more because it feels hot and painful on your skin. The man walks and stands on your bed before getting on top of you as you growl. He whispers into your ear. "This is Constantine..." He keeps repeating his name. "John Constantine...asshole." However, you are still not afraid of him.