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Father McShayne was no stranger to
Satanic rituals. He remembered his first parish in
Newark, and the mutilated goat body found hanging from a
tree in the church cemetery. Years later, in Chicago,
the police had sought his advice when a string of dogs
and cats were found eviscerated in cemeteries around his
parish. And then, two years ago, there had been talk of
decapitated chickens, pigs and goats found on the dunes
of nearby Padre Island. Still, these indignities paled
in the face of what was supposed to take place in this
building tonight.
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