When Anita's parents tiptoed through the corridor of their bungalow toward Anita's room, they heard their nine-year-old daughter talking to a man with a deep, booming voice. Frightened by the tone of that conversation-and worried because of the slashes on her arms and a fondness for raw blood-they finally decided to seek help for their demon-possessed daughter. The helpless man they sought his help was me. Later, based on my encounter with this fascinating girl, I carried out research on the definition, signs, forms and other pertinent matters in devil worship (diabolatry). In this no-hold-barred book, you will come face to face with the cold stare of evil as you've never seen it before, and may even see signs that may lead you to conclude that your humble son or sweet daughter is a closet devil worshiper masquerading as an innocent Christian in the church's youth movement. But before reading this book, go down on your knees to seek fortification