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Xenon Phobia Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal I was Dead When the medical examiner cut away the clothes that covered my lifeless corpse to perform the routine autopsy, he saw the warning that I had etched.

Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal I was Dead When the medical examiner cut away the clothes that covered my lifeless corpse to perform the routine autopsy, he saw the warning that I had etched into the cold dead flesh that was once the skin that covered my flat stomach: The time of my death was 3:15 AM The cause of my death was a lethal dose of Morphine that was injected directly into my heart My death was ruled as a homicide, But there’s only one problem with that I am still here, and now I have a little vendetta to take care of —Xenon 54 He appeared so confused as to why the CSI team didn’t mention that there were words cut into my skin He turned to get his camera so he could document this newly found evidence in the case of my murder When he turned to take the picture, I cut the lights I didn’t want that message to fall into the wrong hands Using the fire of my wrath, I burned my body in the darkness Watching it burn was liberating When the lights came on any resemblance of me was gone To the human world I, Xenon Aira, was gone, but hate doesn't die that easily Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Copyright © 2017 by Sterling Emmal sterlingemmalbooks.com First Printing, 2017 ISBN 9781521770757 Independently Published by Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing https://kdp.amazon.com !2 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Xenon Phobia By Sterling Emmal Dedicated to Professor Jeri Rubin Thank you for believing in my writing !3 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Chapter One I was the only woman enrolled in the Stanford University School of Medicine that had no intention of saving lives, yet I didn't say that to anyone It wasn't until I interviewed for my dream job that I chose to express my true motives behind my twelve-year stint of postsecondary education The date was May 15th 2017 What a glorious day it was Let me make it clear, the glorious part wasn’t me admitting that the only reason I went to medical school was to become the executioner for the State of California The glorious part is that no one else had the balls to apply—at least no one with my credentials The man who interviewed me was named Harvey He was the head of the prison board at San Quentin in California He dressed sharp His dark chocolate skin was like flawless silk His forest green eyes were tantalizing to stare into It was unfortunate that there was a thick platinum wedding band around his finger screaming you can look but you can not touch Besides, I would never date a co-worker— especially if that co-worker happened to be my boss That would be completely unprofessional, and screwing him would have made me look like a total slut bag—and no one respects a slut bag I remember Harvey asking why I would dedicate my life to a profession in which I would be killing people I knew my answer to this question would be the determining factor in the success or failure of this interview, and I knew I had to be strategic about how I worded it At that moment my nerves started to kick in, but I would not let them win If they did, I knew my true motive would come spilling out of my mouth like water breaking through a dam I knew the truth was something I could not have said in this interview I wanted this position for a very vindictive reason When I !4 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal was fifteen, two men had attempted to rob our house One of them had me, my sister, and my mother at gunpoint while the other one was ransacking our home The men kept yelling, "where you bitches hiding yo shit?” We had lived in a nice house but we didn't have that much money or that nice of things I kept thinking I was going to die because my family was poor I was both enraged by my family’s financial situation and scared for my life I was wrong to be angry at my family, and I still feel guilty about the emotions I had at that time After twenty minutes of this hell, I heard the sound of our garage door opening I knew my father had just gotten home from work The man who was holding us hostage called to his accomplice, and they both ran towards the garage I tried to go after them, but my mother held me down I was furious with her and fought to get up I then heard one of the robbers' guns go off and the sound of a car driving away I knew they had shot my father, but I never got to see his body My mother simply wouldn’t allow it My father was a good hard working man who contributed not just to our family but to the community in which we lived, and he had been ripped off the face of the earth all for greed The police were able to catch the men who had killed him because they had stolen my father's car After pleading guilty they were sentenced to life in prison without parole, but I never thought that punishment was fair My father was lying in a box six feet under the ground while his killers got to live in a room with a bed As my father's body was decomposing, his killers would eat three meals a day It wasn't fair to me that my father was dead, but his killers got to live until they died of old age I felt they should have suffered the same fate as my father, but I knew this would never happen; Washington wasn't a death penalty state This made me feel such betrayal !5 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal By the time I turned sixteen I had made up my mind; I was going to become an executioner I was going to it, so I could help ease the betrayal other people in my position felt And in doing this, I thought I might be able to feel closure about the death of my father I never spoke a word of this plan to anyone, and I had just turned thirty in January I knew if I said any of this to Harvey that I would never be able to work in the position I had put my blood, sweat, and tears into getting “This job is not about killing people,” I said with a hint of caution in my voice, “At least that's not the way I look at it.” Judging by his expression at that moment, I could tell Harvey wasn't looking for some grandiose load of generic bull shit about how the death penalty is about justice or how it's the 'American thing to do.’ He wanted the raw and personal reason that I wanted to this with my life, so at that moment, I decided to throw caution to the wind, and I gave him exactly what he wanted “This state found one-hundred-twenty-seven people guilty of crimes heinous enough to warrant their execution For each of those criminals, there is at least one victim who suffered immensely at those monster’s bloodthirsty hands Each one of those victims was someone's son or daughter They were each someone's friend." I paused there for a moment to let my words truly marinate in the mind of my interviewer "If it was your wife—if she was the victim—and the courts ruled that her killer would be executed, wouldn't you be livid if they didn't follow through?” Anger was the exact emotion I wanted to evoke with that statement, and I could see the anger building behind Harvey's eyes "That's why I want this position," I said allowing my voice to exude the passion I felt at that moment, "To make sure that this state follows !6 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal through—especially for all the people who are left behind from these heinous acts." At that moment, I couldn't tell if Harvey was impressed by my statement or disgusted I just couldn't tell I wanted to ask him, but at the same time, I didn't After a brief moment, he cracked a bit of a smile and told me that was all the questions he had for me at that time Before I could stop myself the words "when will I hear back from you" came out of my mouth I instantaneously regretted the statement because it just sounded pushy and desperate—at least that's how it sounded to me "I've gotta be honest with you," Harvey said with an almost playful glint in his eyes, "About two hundred people applied for this position We at the San Quentin State Prison Board found that only five of you have the basic qualifications to perform this job." He paused for a moment there "I have conducted four out of the five interviews, and as of now, you are the only one I would consider.” Chills ran down my spine I couldn't explain why—at least not at that moment Little did I know that in a matter of hours everything would become so crystal clear to me “Look, Xenon, I don't want to scare you off," Harvey said in a more hushed voice, "but this is a very dangerous line of work, so just be careful who you tell Okay?" "I haven't even told my family yet," I had said the words with a hint of unease in my voice Then I added, "Why are you telling me this?” "I shouldn't be saying any of this,” he replied, “In fact, the Board explicitly told me not to, but I can not in good conscience keep my mouth shut The last person who worked for us disappeared the day of his first execution He called me that morning from his car stating that he was stuck in traffic and was running about ten minutes late He !7 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal never showed up, and he was never found." He stopped and looked me directly in the eye "Just promise me you'll be careful,” he had said at last !8 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Chapter Two As I walked back to my car, I kept looking over my shoulder Something about this whole situation just seemed wrong I couldn't help but to think that there was more to what Harvey had said about the last executioner than he had actually expressed to me in words At that moment, I wondered if his statement was some sort of warning It sure seemed like it My phone went off just as I was opening my car door I was so startled by the sound of my own ringtone that I dropped the contents of my purse all over the ground I looked around one more time very cautiously before cleaning up the mess I had just made Once I had gotten into the driver's seat the phone rang again, and I had no intention of picking it up Whoever's calling can just leave a message, I thought to myself, then I'll know what they want I waited until the stupid thing stopped ringing; then I looked at my notifications There were ninety-four missed calls and twentyseven voice messages all from members of my family Before I could even click on the first listed voicemail the phone rang again The caller ID read Savannah Aira; it was my mother Her real name was Agnus Aira, but she truly despised that name She told me it never bothered her until she was in high school During that time, people would shout out as she would walk down the halls, "Look There's an anus with a big 'g' in it.” Because of the constant bullying, she had legally changed her name to Savannah the day she turned eighteen, despite the fact that it broke her parents' hearts Because of this, I always thought my mother was weak She had let the assholes who teased her win I always !9 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal wanted to change her caller ID from Savannah to Agnus, but I never had the balls to it After seeing the caller ID, I quickly answered the phone My mother was in hysterics as she screamed, “Xenon, why didn't you pick up your phone.” I told her that I was at a job interview, and I had turned off my phone because of it I could tell my mother was crying on the other end of the line "Mom, what's going on," I asked trying my best to remain calm "Jenny's at the hospital," mom told me, "She's in critical condition.” At that moment time seemed to come to an abrupt stop Jenny was my twin sister She was six and a half months pregnant with a little girl who she was going to name Molly My sister had been so excited about welcoming her into the world She was so dedicated to making sure she was doing everything right that I don't even think she saw me walking across the stage at my graduation Out of the corner of my eye, I had caught her sitting in the front row of the audience reading one of those baby books that pregnant women usually force their significant other to read I never held it against her In fact, I was proud of her for taking her pregnancy so seriously, and because of this, just knowing she was present at the ceremony meant the world to me "Xenon, are you still there," my mother asked breaking my train of thought "What happened to her," I asked in a hoarse whisper My mother told me that her mother fucking alcoholic boyfriend had beaten her up in a drunken rage "And Molly," I asked already knowing what the answer was !10 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal me to the holding cell where my sister's assailant was staying I could tell by Damien's expression that he was enjoying this new—more dominant—side of me "As you wish," he replied standing from the ground He took my hand and told me to close my eyes "When you open them," he told me, "You will be face to face with Molly's killer Of course, he won't be able to see you or hear you, so that gives you a little time to plan things out—if you want." I had wanted to beat the shit out of this pathetic excuse for a human being ever since I learned he would get drunk and slap Jenny around I confronted her about the bruises he would leave on her body, but she would deny that any abuse was happening In fact, she would get defensive when I brought it up, so I stopped bringing it up; I still regret that dearly Now you have a chance to make it right, I thought to myself as I closed my eyes tightly My physical form was trembling with a rush of rage fueled by pure passionate excitement I wanted that bastard dead "Open your eyes dear," Damien said breaking my radical train of thought At first, I was hesitant, but I couldn't explain this hesitation I wanted so badly to get justice for Molly, and my sister for that matter, but something just didn't feel right What I saw when I finally opened my eyes conflicted the thoughts in my head even more Jenny's Ex was sitting on the edge of his bed He was tapping his right foot against the floor, and nervously fidgeting with his hands It seemed like he was anxiously waiting for someone who wasn't coming anytime soon I saw his hair was greasy and the stubble of his beard had already started growing back It was clear, he hadn't taken a shower since he had been arrested—probably due to fear or !56 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal embarrassment I looked up at Damien and asked, "Why is he like this?" "He was in a drunken rage when he assaulted your sister," Damien said in a somewhat somber manner, "He was still beating her when the police showed up When the officers tried to stop him, he began taking his physical aggression out on them After he sobered up, he was still acting volatile and complacent, so he was placed in this solitary confinement cell He is currently facing charges including domestic violence, aggravated assault, assault of a law enforcement officer, and resisting arrest." "So it’s a combination of the isolation and the charges that he is facing that is making him so nervous," I asked slowly trying to process what I was seeing "No, Xenon He's nervous because the latest executive order signed by your president made the death penalty a universal option in all fifty states," Damien said, "And your sister hasn't woken up yet." !57 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Chapter Twelve As my eyes fixated on my sister's assailant, my mind was trying to process what Damien had just told me It overwhelmed me for a moment, then my thoughts became crystal clear I finally looked up at Damien, and the look on my face personified the feeling of death that had just come over me "Take me to my sister," I said with no emotion behind my eyes or in my voice Even though he was looking directly at me, Damien appeared deep in thought "Tell me why," he asked raising an eyebrow "I know you know the reason why," I spat the words back at him My rage was growing by the second "Xenon, there is a huge difference between planning something of this magnitude in your mind, and actually speaking the words of that plan out loud," Damien replied, "You need to hear yourself say it, dear." "This man," I said gesturing to Jenny's assailant, "is suffering greatly If I were to kill him now—no matter how painfully I made his death—I would be freeing him from this suffering." It felt like a peace of my heart would just chip away with each word that I spoke, but I continued speaking "My sister is also suffering," I said, "and if she wakes up she will suffer even more She would learn that Molly was dead by the hands of the man she wanted to start a family with She would learn that I was dead, and she would never be able to see her sister again." I paused to take a deep breath; then I made one of the most painful statements I ever had to make "I can't let her wake up, Damien," I said trembling, "I have to kill my sister.” "You are aware you will never see her again, Xenon," Damien said, restating what I already knew in my heart to be true, "Once it's done, it's done, and there's no going back." !58 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal I knew what the repercussions would be long before Damien had pointed them out to me I knew I would never be able to see Jenny again if I killed her I knew that; but if I let her live she would never be able to see me again, and she would never be able to see—or be able to hold—Molly "My sister needs to be with her child," I replied somberly, "when she is, this bastard will get exactly what he deserves." Damien didn't respond with words; he didn't need to All he did was nod slightly as he took my hands in his I took one more look at the sorry son of a bitch who still sat on the edge of the miserable excuse for a bed; then I closed my eyes When I opened them, I found myself standing in a dimly lit hallway in the midst of the Intensive Care Unit at the Seattle Hospital It wasn't that the lighting was bad, but it was the dark paint that coated the walls The walls were painted an almost sickening dark blue color, or maybe it was supposed to be purple I didn’t know The worn out looking vinyl tile on the floor was off white with tan speckles The hallway was rather empty, and there wasn't a person in sight Wooden doors with skinny windows lined the hallway Room numbers were clearly marked on plaques that were plastered next to the doors What a dreary place to die, I thought to myself as I looked around Soon, my eyes began examining the exterior of the room I found myself in front of; then I quickly fixated my sight on its room number—54 I felt Damien put his hand on my shoulder to comfort me To his—and my—surprise, I didn't pull away "Your mother requested this room for your sister," he said quietly, "She said if Jenny heard the doctors saying the room number enough, it would remind her of the name she once called you, and she might wake up." !59 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal "That sounds like something my mother would do," I said as a grief-stricken smile came across my face At that moment, I allowed myself to fully embrace the sadness that engulfed my heart My sister wasn't going to wake up "Would you like me to come in with you," Damien asked kindly putting his arm around me Leaning my head against his shoulder, I softly replied, "I would like a moment alone with her." "I'll be right outside, dear," Damien replied as he embraced me one more time Then he let go, leaving me to face the door to my sister’s room alone I shut my eyes tightly and began to walk forward After taking about five steps, I knew I was standing in the middle of the small hospital room I thought when I opened my eyes I would be alone with my sister; I thought I would see her on life support, and I thought I would be able to hold her hand while I helped her quietly pass to the next world I thought I was ready to see her, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw The room was quiet—too quiet for my liking Jenny was lying still on the most uncomfortable looking hospital bed I had ever seen in my life, and our mother was sitting on a chair next to her Tears were welling up in our mother's eyes as she held my sister's hand, but I could tell she was doing everything in her power to stay strong for her ailing daughter As I watched my mother try not to cry, I couldn't stop thinking about how quiet the room was It was just bugging the living shit out of me I didn't know what was happening until the doctor came into the room and gently placed his stethoscope on Jenny's chest "Is she still with us," My mother asked nervously as she tried even harder to choke back her tears !60 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal "She's in God's hands now," The doctor replied somberly I watched my mother just break down in front of him At first, I wanted nothing more than to run to her, hold her, and cry with her, but I knew it would be pointless for me to try Then, it hit me like a ton of bricks: my mother must have signed the consent form so the doctors could take Jenny off life support, and—in that moment—I just snapped I pictured the conversation my mother must have had with the doctors in this wretched excuse for a hospital They must have come to her acting all sorry and somber looking—telling her there was nothing more they could for my sister They probably said the best course of action would be to just let her go I knew my mother was a weak person, but I didn't think she was gullible enough to kill off her own child I knew it hadn't even been a full three days since Jenny had been put on a respirator, and I was furious that my mother had the audacity to pull the plug I knew I was being a hypocrite because I was planning on doing the exact same thing, but my mother’s actions still infuriated me because it was supposed to be me I was supposed to be there for Jenny's last breath, and I was supposed to be the one to say goodbye For a moment I looked at the door I knew I had the choice to walk out of that room and never look back I knew I had the choice to let my mother live her pathetic life and to let the doctor continue to carry out his career of talking grief stricken people into signing their own family member's death warrants I knew this was a good and viable thing to choose, but then again I was so sick and tired of being good and viable In fact, I was done being good and viable, so as I watched the fucktard doctor try to comfort my hysterical mother, I chose to be done !61 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal I killed my mother first; it was so easy and effortless All I had to was brush the tips of my fingers against the back of her neck In doing this small gesture, I allowed my physical form to act as an electrical conductor The current reached her heart rather quickly, but when it did, the room stunk of burning flesh When the doctor had tried to help her, I grabbed both ends of his stethoscope and pulled them in opposing directions I never thought asphyxia would be so rewarding but he stopped twitching I had never felt so alive As I stared at their bodies I had a beautiful epiphany Ever since I was sixteen, I had thought of myself as the righteous victim of my father's murder who wanted to help other's pain by killing the cause of it I realized that this little aphorism I told myself was just a way to justify acting upon my true desire I didn't want to help people; I wanted the power to legally kill them That's why I wanted to be an executioner I wanted to make them physically feel how much pain my soul was in Basically, I wanted a way to play God, and in this glorious moment I had created for myself, I realized that Damien had given me the opportunity to live out this desire to its fullest potential Now, I thought to myself, there’s no more red tape I have to cross, and there are no more stupid repercussions standing in my way "I'm actually impressed, Xenon," Damien expressed with such a prideful tone He must have snuck in while I wasn't paying attention I slowly looked up at him My eyes showed no remorse, for there was no remorse for me to show My head was held high, and my lips were pursed as they portrayed the vivid sense of satisfaction that I felt "Did you enjoy what you just saw, Damien," I asked sadistically grinning "Very much so," he replied ever so playfully "Well," I said as if I were setting the stage for the greatest execution the city of Seattle had ever seen, "This isn't over yet." I took !62 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Damien's hand in mine "Walk with me, Darling," I said leading him out the door As we passed through the door, my sister's room became a raging inferno of flames As we walked down the hallway, I commanded those flames to follow me with every step I took Each room I passed fell victim to my fire Every person I laid my eyes on was doomed to burn alive until they burned to death I heard them shrieking as their skin was incinerating from their crackling bones, and I loved every moment of it I began running through the halls of the damned hospital engulfing it in an uncontrollable fire When I knew there was no chance for anyone to save the building, I led Damien out the front door As we reached the outskirts of the parking lot, I turned to watch the chaos I created unfold Sparks were flying through the air The light from the fire was reflecting its sparkle in Damien's stunning eyes As I stared into those eyes my heart was racing, and every ounce of my being was being engulfed by a euphoric high I pulled him close to me "You are my prodigy," Damien said seductively; as he spoke our lips were mere centimeters apart Then I kissed him I kissed him as the hospital began collapsing in on itself I kissed him as the sparks flew around us I kissed him, and nothing else mattered I wasn't thinking of my dead mother, my father, or my sister I was just thinking of him and how badly I wanted him in that moment !63 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal Chapter Thirteen The trial for my sister's assailant lasted for two years, and they were the most entertaining two years of my existence Each day I would be at the courthouse listening to the proceedings, but most days I wasn't paying that close of attention to all the nitty gritty details of the case Damien was by my side, and paying attention to him was much more entertaining During this time, I had come to realize that I had needed to die to truly embrace the prospect of living When I was still a member of the human race, I never imagined the amount of pleasure one person could inflict upon another, or how complete I would be with someone by my side, but now that I was having Damien—on a regular basis that is—I realized what I had been missing out on The only day I truly paid full attention to the case was the last day of the trial The closing argument for the defense was basically that Jenny had died as a result of the fire and not of the wounds their client had inflicted upon her I knew the jury wouldn't buy that bull shit just by watching their faces during the trial They had watched the prosecution enlist five of Jenny's friends who all testified about the physical abuse my sister had been going through while she was with her so called boyfriend One of them even testified that Jenny had told her that he had threatened her life once when she had tried to break up with him As she had said this I saw the members of the jury were all sitting forward in their seats I knew they believed each and every word she spoke The evidence the prosecution put forth against my sister’s assailant was so overwhelming that the jury only deliberated for twenty-three minutes, before returning with a guilty verdict for all !64 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal charges This included the charge for murder in the first-degree I remember the rush of adrenaline I felt as they read that guilty verdict aloud, and I remembered the feeling of pure joy that came over me when the judge gave out the first death penalty sentence sense 2010 Now on this glorious date—September 20th, 2019—that bastard’s day of reckoning had finally arrived The means of his execution would be death by electric chair I stood aside Damien in the execution chamber anxiously awaiting the arrival of my sister's condemned killer As the time ticked by I couldn't help but notice that Damien seemed a bit off I figured he was probably feeding off my nervous energy, but I couldn't have been more wrong He turned to me just as I began to hear footsteps coming down the hallway "Xenon, I haven't been completely honest with you," he said catching me completely off guard I spun around to face him just as my sister's assailant was being dragged towards the electric chair Just seeing the guilty expression on his face made me sick to my stomach "What are you talking about," I said starting to shake but not yet knowing the reason why Damien waved his hand, and time seemed to come to a stop at least it did for the human world "Look at the man you have condemned in your head as guilty," he said, "then look at me." I did as I was told Time was still frozen but to my horror, I watched as Jenny's assailant began to tap each of his fingers against his thumb Then I turned my attention quickly back to Damien who was doing the exact same motion My heart sank "You're controlling him," I said in shock "Yes, dear," Damien said with a cold expression plastered on his face, "I've been controlling him ever since the first year you were enrolled in medical school at Stanford." "No," I said still in denial, "It couldn't have been you." !65 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal "Of course it was me, darling," Damien replied flamboyantly, "I was the one who tricked your sister into a relationship I was the one who controlled every aspect of her life I was the one who beat her and I was the cause of all of those bruises that you hated so much I even got her pregnant with that little thing she called Molly And yes Xenon, I was the one who killed her." There were no words to express the level of devastation and rage that overcame me at that moment "What the hell did you hope to gain," I said unable to even look at the man who I had willingly given myself to on so many occasions "Can't you see it, Xenon," he replied, "What I wanted to gain was you, and Darling, you have to admit my plan has worked out rather perfectly I mean I broke you to pieces, and then fixed you up how I needed you to be." "You don't deserve me," I growled out as a fit of impulsivity came over me I was past the point of considering the consequences of my actions In that moment, I didn't give one flying fuck about what happened to me I wanted to show Damien exactly how betrayed I was I wanted him to feel what my sister felt As my rage continued to grow, Damien added in the words that sealed his fate in my book: "Your father was also a fun one to kill." The second I heard this statement I used all of my power to push Damien into the electric chair "You stay there, you fucking bastard," I yelled out, as I used my mental capabilities to tie the restraints around his physical form "We'll be together again, Xenon," Damien replied just moments before I flipped the switch to start the flow of electricity, "Just not in this world."At first, I thought he was screwing with me, but the more I watched him frying in that chair, the more I realized what I had just done !66 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal After three minutes I noticed that the voltage was getting stronger and stronger I started to panic as smoke started filling the room I frantically attempted to untie Damien, but I was too late I jumped back as his physical form erupted into flames before my very eyes The thought crossed my mind to try to save myself from the fire, but I felt too guilty Tears were pouring out of my eyes as I laid down on the ground and awaited my fate I quickly noticed the fire was burning everything except for my physical form, but that was the last thing on my mind I was coming to the realization that I had just wiped the only person who could see me off the face of the earth, and he didn't even fight me at all I shut my eyes tightly By the time I finally opened them, the fire had died down Something automatically caught my eye as I looked at the pile of rubble where the electric chair used to be I crawled over to the pile and picked it up It appeared to be a journal of some sorts I dusted the ashes off the bright red cover to reveal an inverted pentagram that appeared to be painted on to the book with liquid gold After a moment of fearful hesitation, I took a deep breath, opened the book to the first page, and began to read the first few sentences: To my dearest Xenon If you are reading this you must know that I am no longer present on the earth where you are trapped I know you are feeling extremely betrayed, and you have every right to feel this way You have the right to know why I did this to you, and I hope that this book will provide you the answers you so desperately deserve By the end of it, I hope you can realize how grateful I am for what you have just done for me, and I hope I have left detailed enough instructions for you to see how you too can escape the situation you are currently in !67 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal I stopped reading for a moment and broke down in tears As I cried I held the book close to my heart I was scared, trapped, and now, completely alone !68 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal The Last Chapter Of My Story After reading his book I learned Damien was the first born son of the devil himself He had been his father's prized prodigy who had been given the power to share in the duties of ruling the abyss of hell, but he wanted far more than just to rule by his father's side Damien wanted to have pure divine power over the universe and all that resided in it In fact, he acted as if he was entitled to a share of the universe much larger than the piece he had been given His greed had angered God who then stripped Damien away from his father and the position he had no gratitude for Then He transformed him into a demon invisible to the human eye and imprisoned him on Earth Damien was allowed to keep the little power he actually possessed, but God made it clear that he would be able to return to his home on the day he justifiably passed his power on to a soul worthy of the punishment he was facing—-a soul that bared the weight of greater sins than the ones he had committed Damien explained in the pages of his book that few people even had the ability to contemplate such a heavily weighted sin in the eyes of God, and he made it clear to me that the only way he would be able to return home is if he were to trick an innocent soul into acting on one of the most deadly sins he could think of—wrath, yet he soon realized that the only person this would work on was a person who he had the ability to actively communicate with It took him three centuries of searching until he found a person with that capability he so desperately needed It just happened to be me I had a gene that only appeared in one in nine trillion people, because of this I was born a clairvoyant child to a human father, and now I had been reborn a child of the devil's son I now walk this Earth a cursed demon until I too can find one worthy of becoming !69 Xenon Phobia—Sterling Emmal my replacement and sending my damned soul through the gates of hell Oh, how they call out to me so So I write this book I write this book to you, the one I will prime into my own little prodigy Now the story that you have just read, my dear, has been my story alone When I find you, my story will become our story Then, on the day you read this, it will just become yours !70 ... https://kdp.amazon.com !2 Xenon Phobia? ? ?Sterling Emmal Xenon Phobia By Sterling Emmal Dedicated to Professor Jeri Rubin Thank you for believing in my writing !3 Xenon Phobia? ? ?Sterling Emmal Chapter One.. .Xenon Phobia? ? ?Sterling Emmal Copyright © 2017 by Sterling Emmal sterlingemmalbooks.com First Printing, 2017 ISBN 9781521770757 Independently... !7 Xenon Phobia? ? ?Sterling Emmal never showed up, and he was never found." He stopped and looked me directly in the eye "Just promise me you'll be careful,” he had said at last !8 Xenon Phobia? ??Sterling