Cassy closed her eyes in slumber, but it wasn’t long before the dream came again. She could see a vivid statue of Baal Hammon standing in the distance. Cassy had seen it before. The immense bronze structure had the head of a bull and the body of a man, and inside the hollow statue was a large fire that made Baal Hammon glow red.
Cassy watched powerlessly as infant after infant was ceremoniously placed on the hand of the statue and slid down screaming into the flames below. The eyes of the bull glowed green from counterfeit bloodstones as the body glowed red with fire and burnt offerings. With each infant sent into the flames of Baal Hammon, the glow of the bull’s green eyes shined brighter and brighter. Fumes of green gas escaped from the bull’s eyes and circled around its head into the air.
Cassy stood and peered at the bull’s green glowing eyes with a hatred intensified by fear. The wind was picking up and the green fumes were turning to mounds of smoke so thick, she could barely make out the image of the bull’s head. It was as if a giant green cloud hung in the air with two intense rays of green light submerged within. The wind was blowing so hard now, Cassy felt her hair whipping around as she squinted her eyes to see.
The people around the statue began to scream and moan. The painted priests who placed the infants on the sacrificial hands of Baal Hammon knelt in the wind and bowed down before their false god. They uttered loud incantations in a language Cassy could not understand. Those who beat drums during the sacrifices beat them louder and louder. The mixture of incantations, screaming, drums, high winds, and green fumes became too much for Cassy as she covered her ears to mute the sound.
Suddenly, the winds and fumes dissipated, and Cassy glimpsed a man floating above the bull’s head. The man’s arms were extended out to either side and his head hung down in sleep as he seemed to float on air. Cassy could see the man through the green mist. He was tall and handsome with long black hair. The man was naked and it appeared as if he had been created or born through the power of the sacrifice of innocents and the counterfeit bloodstones.
Cassy knew that this man was Moloch in human form. When Moloch’s body descended to the ground, he opened his eyes and smiled devilishly. His eyes glowed bright green as he gazed lustfully at the beautiful woman with long black hair who moved toward him. She wore a long sheer black dress that blew behind her in the wind.
The woman stood before Moloch completely motionless in surrender. He took her in his arms so passionately it seemed he would devour her like an animal. The woman leaned backward and allowed Moloch to seduce her as he held her in his arms. She bent down to lift her dress and her long black hair fell forward onto Moloch’s legs. When her dress came up, the woman did not have feminine legs at all. She had grotesque, hairy legs like a mule. Her legs and feet were like those of a dragon, and she possessed a long tail that moved at will as if it, too, had a mind of its own. Cassy’s stomach revolted as she watched the beastly woman remove her dress.
“Lilith!” Cassy cried out in her sleep. “Mother of Demons, Wife of Satan!” Cassy was throwing her arms about so wildly, Drew had to restrain her from punching him.
“Cassy, wake up! Cassy, darling, wake up!” Drew’s worried face was close to hers as he leaned over her to wake her.
When Cassy opened her eyes, it took her several seconds to realize that Moloch and Lilith were just part of a dream and not real. She blinked and her vision cleared enough to make out the handsome face of her beloved husband. “Oh, Drew!” Cassy cried as she pulled Drew close to her and hugged him. “I saw Lilith in my dream! She’s hidden Debbie in her cave…and now she’s coming to steal our baby!”