Kevin rubbed the side of his head where it stung, he could feel where some slivers broke the skin but beyond that it was fine.

"I'm locking the building down...we have witnesses." Kevin said into his portable radio.

The signal went to Orlando, a Guard a floor down where the makeshift temple had been set up. He listened to the message and moved through the women to Darwin; who ended his prayer early when he saw Orlando's look.

"Orlando?" Darwin had a deep voice, the one word was filled with more authority than most men could dream of; on both this plain and the next. He wore robes like a Catholic Priest only red and black; his hair was cut short but his white beard dropped down to his chest. Orlando couldn't meet Darwin's eyes, they were silver and hid something...something evil.

"Father," Orlando used a title taken to mock other religions. "Kevin reported in, there's two people in the building who have seen what we're doing here. And are threatening to expose us."

"Detain them."

"Kevin tried, my father; they're loose in the building." Orlando noticed the women closed in on him to listen. "Kevin's gone to lock the building down, we magnetized the doors so they can't get out."

"Two, you say." Darwin considered this.

"Yes."

"Find them, the sacrament is not complete; distractions now will not end well for us." Darwin motioned to the two thousand year old form next to the table. It's flesh nothing more than brittle pieces of black chunks. "Go, do as you're told, bring them here and we will dispose of them afterwards."

Karl pushed down on the bolt cutters, straining as it's sharp incisors barely made a mark on the steal padlock holding down the metal door. He felt it give, and then pulled back as the Cutter smack against the door.

"What the hell..." Karl grabbed the handles and pulled, but it refused to budge.

"Karl, get us out of here!" Karen shouted as she raced across the loading docks; Jason was a few feet behind her.

"What? Do you have them?" Mark said as he stood up.

"Change of plans, we have to get out of here, and we have to get out of here now." Karen pulled up short to the door. "This door should've been open by now, why's it not open?"

"I tried, I can't get through the steal; and now its gone all sticky." Karl talked with his hands.

"Sticky?"

Jason tested the bolt cutters. "That's stuck..."

Karen pulled out a dime and tossed it lightly at the door, a foot from the steal the dime suddenly snapped against the door. "It's magnetized. They magnetized the door, and I'm willing to bet they've done the same thing to all the doors; and windows..."

"You know how expensive that would be?" Jason asked.

"Don't know, don't care, but if you're really curious you can ask them." Karen motioned to Kevin and the third guard Lucas coming through the far exit. "Or you can do what I want to do, and run."

"Run, definitely run." Jason backed up and started running.

"Good man." Karen pulled Karl and the three Indians ran for the inner doors as the Guards chased after them.

The three Natives made it as far as the early twelve hundreds when they came to a stop by the back stairs; as Orlando boxed them in with his Taser out.

Kevin and Lucas came from behind, ending the chase.

"Alright gentlemen..." Karen said.

"You, no more talking." Kevin cut her off.

Karen smirked.

Each guard took an Indian, leading the three of them to the elevators and up to the third floor. They were escorted past the main door, but for the most part ignored by the worshippers except for the occasional glance their way.

Darwin was too focused on what was before him. His right hand moved blessed objects around on the table, while his left hand kept his place in the book as he read the incantations.

Karen took this in, and quickly did a scan of the room; if she had to guess she would date the items in this room to about two thousand years before Christ. She didn't have to guess though, it was written on a plaque stand to her left.

"That's not going to work, you know." Karen said to Kevin, who held her shoulder with one hand; his other nudged her with the Taser. "It doesn't raise the dead, that spell."

"Shut-up." Kevin said.

"It's a resurrection spell, isn't it?" Karen continued. "I've seen it before. And it doesn't bring who you want back from the dead. It brings their body back to life, but it's not going to be who you want."

"Your mouth is going to get you killed." Orlando said.

"Wouldn't be the first time." Karen said as a matter of fact. She looked over to Jason. "We're about to have a really bad time."

"I'm already having a bad time." Jason said back.

"This isn't just anybody we're bringing back. This is the founder, The Lord of our order; the origin of all that came after him." Darwin looked directly at Karen. His voice filled the room, shaking those that heard it.

Karen wasn't surprised he heard her from across the medium sized hall, she had seen that trick before. "Yes. But I don't think any of that matters. What you're actually doing, is opening the gates to the nether; what comes through is basically who's sitting there at the door waiting."

"If she speaks again, slit her throat." Darwin looked back to his book.

"Seems like an over reaction to constructive..." Karen raised her chin as Kevin put a knife against it. "Ok, done talking."

Darwin took a deep breath as he prepared himself for the final stage of the incantation; he looked over his flock to make sure he had their undecided attention. "My Lord..."

Karen mentally judged the distance between herself and the exit to the hallway, and knew she could make it in three or four seconds. She couldn't just take off though, not without her cousins; she sighed at how this would be complicated.

She could feel the electrical charge in the air. There was the faint smell of ozone, and if she concentrated she could feel the heat.

Darwin's voice grew louder, more energized as he built toward the heart of the words before him; sweat flowed from his brow as he tensed up. Near the end he was yelling and waving his arms; more showmanship than functionality. He finished with a flurry of words.

The room was silent.

The candles flickered as a soft breeze brushed over them.

Karen knew it was merely the calm before the storm, the peace before the war.

Darwin moved to the body, he came around the side of it to stand next to the low table it rested on. "My lord..."

The dried eyes hidden under centuries old rags opened, and then blinked a few times to test them. His mouth opened slightly, inhaling oxygen for the first time in four thousand years. Its mummified organs struggled to function, to process that it was alive again.

It began to take deep breaths, and let them out slowly. Then let out a growly voice. "Father...Darwin..."

Darwin smiled and addressed the room. "It has worked, our Lord once again walks the Earth..."

"Darwin!!" The Growl was one of hate and death; it ended in a hiss. The demon leaped up from the table, its momentum sent Darwin ten feet into a display case. The Creature bit into Darwin's throat and tore the jugular out; it spit the meat out and went back to drink his blood.

That's when the room erupted into panic as some screamed and ran for the exits, others moved forward yelling at the creature. Karen felt the knife drop away as the Guards moved to help their leader.

"Ok, so...we run, you good with running?" Karen asked Jason and Karl, who were both still in shock at what they were seeing. "Guys!"

"Yeah," Jason snapped out of it. "Yeah, that's good."

Karen smirked and the three of them followed the panicked Worshipers out of the hall.

"But Lord...why?" The Lead Priestess begged from a few feet away.

The Creature tossed Darwin aside and turned toward her, blood dripped from what teeth it had left; its skin grew more alive though. "Your Lord, sits in hell on chair made of spikes, forced to watch as demons, his masters, feast on his flesh. He is our slave; nothing more. Now, you will run from me, this is what I crave...prey."

Orlando fired his Taser.

Several worshippers fell on the stairs as they shoved past each other. Karen helped one back to her feet and kept her ahead as they reached the first floor. The group raced for the front doors but could only bang on them; the glass protected by metal gates over top of them.

Karen flicked a dime and they watched as it snapped to the door at head level.

"We're not getting out that way." Karen pointed out. She quickly counted there were five women left.

"Tara, call Tara." Jason turned to Karl. "She can drive through the front."

"Trying." Karl had the phone up to his ear. "There's no signal. We're downtown, how is there no signal?"

"We're in a giant magnet." Karen looked around the lobby, blocking out the screaming Worshippers.

"Ok, so how do we turn off the magnets?"

"We can ask the guard, he has more incentive to let us out." Karen said.

"Which one?" Jason asked.

The three of them looked up in time to see the three halves of Kevin as they dropped from the third floor balcony onto the floor. His organs torn apart so they would splatter.

"That one." Karen said, "Everybody...scatter."

Karen, Jason and Karl darted for the exhibits as the Worshippers tried to follow; two were caught as the Creature dropped down on top of them.

Karen heard their screams, which were suddenly cut off by their deaths. She blocked it out of her head, as she had to focus on getting whoever was left out of the building before they were turned into meatloaf.

Jason slid to a stop in front of the freight room door. "In here, in here."

"Why in there?" Karen asked.

"Crates, we can block the door."

"Anything we can move, you can be sure as hell it can move. That won't work...second floor." Karen motioned the women toward the stairs.

"You've done this before, you brought one of those things alive?" It was more of an accusation by Jason than a question.

"Yes, a long time ago; with some others for a friend that we lost; it was a big mistake." Karen wanted them to run but she needed to answer.

"Then you know how to stop it, how do we do that?" Karl asked.

"We didn't...we didn't;" Karen shrugged. "There were ten of us, four of us got away."

"So it's still out there somewhere, you brought something back and left it out there?" Jason yelled.

"That's a problem for another time, this one's a problem right now." Karen stared Jason down and then bolted for the stairs, convinced that to survive the three women left would need her.

She was right, they waited at the top of the stairs for her; the Ginger asked, "Where do we go?"

"There's a bank, and a jail cell here; that way. Move." Karen ran with the other five right behind her. She knew where she was going but didn't remember if the cell was open or closed; or if it were open, would it lock?

Then she heard it.

The hiss and growl. She could hear it run, on its feet and hands like an animal; she glanced back to see it run up the wall and onto the roof before it leapt.

It grabbed the Ginger's back and took the Girl to the ground, the two of them rolled over a few times. The Creature punched down through her chest.

"Keep going." Jason grabbed Karen and forced her to keep pace with the worshippers. The sound of the Creature giving chase started up again.

The five humans came into the bank display from the 1920's, they crossed through it to the jail house display. There they quickly moved into the large holding cell, Karen was last and slammed the door shut with a loud clang.

The creature hit the bars, it's arm reached through for Karen but she backed up five feet and bumped into Jason.

The creature struggled to get her then stopped, it waited a moment and lowered its arm; then began to chuckle. A throaty laugh that built as it grabbed onto the bars. "Oooh Karen. You're like little rats. You trapped yourself."

"Yeah, well...it seemed like a good idea at the time." Karen looked her new home over, ten feet by fifteen with two stacked beds. The floor was steal, the ceiling was bars as well but high enough that he wouldn't be able to reach them that way.

The Creature tested the door, locked shut. He strained himself trying to open it, the blood soaked into his cloth wrappings dripped out where he squeezed. It realized it was pointless, and then went back to laughing as it backed up, until it moved into the shadows.

Karen stared at the darkness, a little nervous as it disappeared from view; she knew it wasn't gone. It was only hiding, waiting; it knew how to mess with their fears.

"Karen?" Jason asked.

Karen turned around; she looked at the two women first as they huddled by the bed; then to Jason. He looked scared, something she hadn't seen on him since he was a little kid.

"I'm sorry Jason, I am really sorry." Karen said it and meant it. Karl seemed fine but she couldn't read him as well. "I really thought this was a good idea."

"Which...part?" Jason asked.

Karen nodded. He was right; it was another situation she got people into. "You see now, why I can't go home."

"Get us out if here," Jason said sternly. "Them, me, you; alive."

She didn't know how too though.