Later around 7:00, Mr. Hanks showed up at Jasmine's mother's house. Her mother was willing to let Mr. Hanks in their home to help stop the ventriloquist dummy.
"How you doing sir," her mother asked, opening the door.
"Good, can't ask the same for you though," he said, while walking up the front stairs.
"I feel like hell after seeing that thing. I know that's gotta be satan himself. The devil it is. That thing is pure evil. I saw it in it's eyes Mr. Hanks."
"That thing is evil you got that right, but it's called a ventriloquist dummy, and it is possessed."
"Possessed? By what?" She asked.
"An evil spirit."
"How do we stop that devil than?"
"We burn it's soul. You have a fire place in this house?" He asked.
"No," trembling her head.
"We can burn it on the kitchen...