In our last episode of the Origin Story for “Zombies and puppies”, we were enjoying a late lunch with friends Fr. Lazarus and Tomassa Bianchi in a red leathered booth at a diner turned confessional.
Dusk softly encased the Juke Box Diner like a warm oven mitt over a newly baked casserole; the two friends, one priest, one priest-like in sentiment, found themselves unable to leave the oasis that was a silver diner set back on a busy highway.
“You know I don’t do riddles, man, so tell me what that means, “may have opened the gates to hell” and don’t be going all metaphorical on me, plain English padre.”
Father Luca Domenico Lazarus looked directly into the puzzled eyes of his old friend and confidant, Tomassa “Tommy” Bianchi; without blinking whispered, “I believe I have have invited the devil himself into this world, this earthly plane“.
“Whoah, wait a minute, you talking like in Constantine, where Keanu tries to keep the doors to the underworld closed, keep out demons and shit… you’re telling me you opened the front door… what the hell, Luca, you lost your mind?”
“The exorcism I performed, it wasn’t right Tommy – when I’d finished, when the man I believed I’d exorcised, Luis, casually got up from the bed like he was waking up from a 30 minute nap and walked downstairs with his wife, Maria, to see me out, it was a screaming red flag my brain refused to acknowledge – people who’ve just been exorcized don’t see the priest out, casually thanking him for driving demons from their bodies. Everything felt wrong – Luis was wrong, something was still inside, wearing him; when he said goodbye, his smile raised the hairs on the back of my neck, his voice made my stomach convulse; at first I thought he was speaking Hebrew, but it wasn’t, this Bolivian carpenter with four kids, who could barely speak English, was speaking goddamn ancient Aramaic.”