"It was a small detail. I was going over one of my exorcism tapes one by one. I think that's the key - whatever Warren is doing involves a sort of...reverse exorcism perhaps. Or some sort of psychological experiment on the children involved."

Is that what you're calling it now? Azazel's voice is soft,Oh Richard. Richie my dear boy.

He has a poker face cultivated through years of lying to himself and others. Licking his lips, he moves to get her favorite mug - or at least the one he's seen her use most often.

"I'm leaning more towards psychological experiment."

You're lying

"Because no matter what supernatural forces are involved."

To someone you care about.

"...It would do a number on a child's psyche. To confront those things."

To see the fingers in the dark. See the shadow reaching out at you. Scream and hide under your blanket and pray, pray it goes away before the thing pulls it down and tugs it back and you see it's face.

The mug shatters on the floor.

"Damn it." there's ceramic everywhere. It hits him the mug was one of his mother's - painted with sunflowers, "Stay back. I'll clean this up I-"

Reaching back to the cupboard he pulls out a second mug - plain blue and gold, "...Help yourself to coffee."