The Second Coming

I had gone to some people's house in the heart of a residential area in my city.   I had been visiting.   What I found was that these people believed what they were doing were going to lead to the Second Coming of Christ.  They felt that the events and timing to bring about this event was not only apparent but their mission.   One of the details later came to me as I was walking down those same city streets. 

A certain animal like that of a quick-footed antelope but dangerous far beyond that of the antelope was on its way to the city.  This animal getting there was an important part of the known prophecy.  In my mind I could see a small group of Bedouin herders herding this animal by hand gesture noise and whistles.  They were walking on foot and making their way through a desert of low bushes and sand.  They looked the part of a Middle East native, wearing the garb of a traveling Bedouin tribe protected from the elements. 

I was to write a newspaper account of this household and the individuals there who believed they worked on the events of last days.  But I was very busy and eventually asked a friend if he could pick up the story and over lunch told him the situation.  

In the mean time in another household that I had recently visited there seemed to be a malignant evil taking hold.  I had been to this house bustling with activity and mostly women sometime over the near past.   There was an entity without body presently that was attempting to grow strong enough to make a crossover into our world.  When I had heard this and believed what I was told I had worked on and felt hopeful that I had caused the people to curtail the activity that was bringing this about. 

The group was not fully cognizant of their activity rather it seemed they were succumbing to the being. I had gone away to investigate the other story and then made my way back to this household.  I found one particular young lady to be the one that was the most overcome and I remember asking her with a pleading voice why she was doing as she was.

I remember an evening meal set with the many individuals in this household and the substance being eaten as being a large contributor to my concern of this being crossing over into our time and place. 

At one point I felt threatened by the situation and the individuals there.  I was scared and felt that I was a target of being made a prisoner.  I went to the bathroom and made my escape outside.  I was moving down the far side of the street under the shelter and disguise of the many parked cars along that side of the street.  I was headed away and to safety.