After this things started getting even crazier. Teti began to feel like someone was trying to kill her. She is sure that someone that practices black magic has been paid to make her die or go crazy. In Indonesia it is not as easy as just killing someone. She started noticing strange things happening around the house. At first it was just small things like one night someone tried to break into the house. She went to someone and had him come to the house to pray that the evil spirits in the house would leave. The man that came to the house acted real stupid. He just wanted to lounge around and eat and basically did nothing. I was back in our home in the US by this time. It was around this time that I was awakened at midnight by a horrible sound coming from the basement. I got up and went into the basement. On the wall beside the door leading into the basement was a strange red sticky substance freshly sprayed along the wall for about two feet. I saw a black cat run down the stairs. I chased it to an open window where it jumped on top of the window. It then ran past me back up the stairs into the house. I went back into the house and heard sounds of things being knocked into the floor. I followed the sounds through the house. It had gotten quite. I looked everywhere until three in the morning for the cat I could not find it anywhere. I thought that maybe the cat had ran back to the basement and gotten out of the house. The next day I went to work as usual and saw no sign of a cat when I came home. I kept feeling strange like there was something watching me. I made another search that evening for the cat. I looked under beds and in the culverts. I sat around all evening and never heard a sound of the cat in the house. I went to bed. At midnight I was awaken again by the sounds of things being knocked in the floor. I lay in the bed and watched the hall outside of my bedroom door. I had begun to leave the light on since I have been alone in the house with my wife and daughter stuck in Indonesia. After maybe five minutes I saw the cat in my room at the foot of my bed. I got up and chased it though the house. It did not run very fast. It was almost as if it wanted me to catch it. I was afraid because cats can do some pretty good damage with their claws. I grabbed a large bed spread from the closet hoping to catch the cat and put it out of the house. When I went to look for the cat again I could not find it. Everything was quite again I looked everywhere. By this time I was starting to let black cat superstition start to worry me. It was also so strange the cat only appeared at midnight. I felt worried for some reason about my wife and daughter. Normally I would not call her at this time of the morning. I called her and found out that they had to rush my daughter to the hospital the previous day. Her skin and tongue had turned blue and she was having hard time breathing. I knew then that I had to get rid of that cat. Superstition had full control of me. I felt that I could imagine how those Salem witch hunters must have been so crazed to kill so many people. I prayed to God that I could find that cat. It was so strange. It was as if I was led right to where the cat was. I went to the kitchen and their sitting behind the trashcan was the cat. My first thought was to kill it with a knife. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen drawer. I pulled the trashcan out so I could see the back of the cat. I then stabbed as hard as I could. It was if I had hit a statue. It was solid. The cat just walked out from its hiding place and to the living room. It jumped on a table and started knocking things in the floor. I grabbed the blanket that I had to capture it with. I thought if I could throw the blanket over it I would be able to release it from the house. It was not running very fast and I was able to throw the blanket around it. I felt as if I had a hold to a lion instead of a small cat. It pulled away from me and I continued to chase it from one hiding place to another. I decided that it was impossible to get this cat out of the house safely. I grabbed a baseball bat. I then trapped it behind this huge cabinet. I pushed the cabinet catching the cat between it and the wall. I felt almost crazed. It was as if I felt that somehow this cat was tied to my daughter being in the hospital. I began to beat the cat in the head with the baseball bat. At first it did not seem to even care. This went on for an hour. I could not beat the cat to death. I finally was able to catch the cat by the throat and force it to the floor where I held it until it stopped breathing. I tossed the cat away in a plastic bag onto the back porch. The next day I halfway expected to find the cat had came back alive and escaped but it had not. I have been having strange dreams. One night I dreamed that two lions were outside of my window. I could here them roar and the dream was in color. Things in Indonesia had not gotten any better. Teti kept finding strange things in her house. She found several snakes. She found small worms in our daughter's hair and hers. This is strange since my wife is one of the cleanest people I know. She takes a bath two or three time a day. Finding worms in your hair in the middle of the city is not usual. Several times she has been talking in what sounded like some mans voice. She said she remembered it but it was not her speaking. Teti found another lady whom is supposed to have special powers. She brought her to the house to pray over the house. The lady went through the house and found a lot of things that are used in black magic hidden in obscure places. Under the water pump she found a prayer written on a piece of paper to a demon. Her adopted brother was staying in the house at this time. Teti began to worry that he was behind all of this. I think they were almost fighting. A few days later she caught him going out of the door with our infant daughter. She asked him where he was going. He just sat our daughter down and glared at her. He then left the house and has not been back. I was told that if I could come to Indonesia that the embassy there could process her immigration visa in one month. In April I went there. At the front of the house Teti showed me what she thought was an oil well. I smelt of it and discovered that we had kerosene seeping from the ground. This was right at the front gate. I told her that it was probably from a spill since not far from the house was a station that supplied kerosene. We went to the lady's house that was supposed to be helping. She took us to a small room where she began to prepare herself. She began to speak with such strength in Arabic prayers like she was possessed. Later Teti told me this was the spirits that allow her to do this. The next day we went to the embassy for the visa. They then wanted me to apply for a waiver for her overstay in the US. I turned in all of the papers they said was required. They gave us some more papers, which they said Teti would have to bring with her to the interview. I returned to the US and waited until mid June. I received a letter from someone in Singapore saying that they could not approve the visa unless we could prove extreme hardship. It also stated that family separation and financial difficulty was not considered as extreme. I called my congressman and told him what was happening His office said to return the papers with my answer and send him a copy. He forwarded this to Washington. Teti has gotten to the point that she cannot sleep in the house at night. She went to a family's house in the city that was supposed to be very religious. The man has a small group of followers whom he teaches Islam. They pray for hours without end. After a few days she tried to move back to the house. Again she could not sleep at night and was getting very sick. She went back to the families house and stayed there a while longer. It seemed that things were getting worse there. She moved out into one of the villages with a family that is strong for help people with problems of bad spirits. At first she seemed to be getting better. She would still find worms in her hair and our daughter's hair. She would not be able to sleep well at night. All during this time she has kept telling me it was like something was inside of her. Sometimes she said she could feel something moving in her stomach. One night she saw a small black girl in her room. She did not get a good look at the girl. I call her twice every day. After a week she told me she had moved again. She was feeling that these people were not helping her at all. This time she has moved to another family that is supposed to have special powers for white magic. I am happier now because I can tell by her voice that things are better. Every week they go into the mountains to a special teacher. The last few weeks she is much stronger. I keep hoping any day now to get news from the embassy that she can come for the interview. I know if I have her here everything will be OK. I trust completely in our one God the god of Moses to protect my family and me. I know that the spirit of God is strong in the world today and that spirits are real. There are good spirits and bad ones. I feel that in Indonesia there seem to be more bad ones than good sometimes.