Author of Amityville-My Sister's Keeper: A Story of Death, Deception and the Occult

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In the EYE of the Storm (Part Two)


The living room was central in the house. I was sleeping soundly when an angel of the Lord sharply called my name, “Micky … Micky!” I was not only instantly awake but also on my feet, completely alert. As my eyes adjusted to the darkened room … I saw it. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing at first. It was a giant eyeball, no eyelids, just an eyeball.

As crazy as it sounds, it (the eyeball) was peering from side to side as it was passing through each room of the house. It was big and scary. It looked shiny, as though if I reached out to touch it, which I had no intention of doing, it might feel wet to my fingertips. It was huge, nearly spanning the hallway from side to side. From top to bottom it was about four feet tall. It moved by “floating” several inches above the floor. It was completely silent.

Although I had never in my life seen such an apparition, I knew right away what it was. The Warlock,(Lee Lutz) had sent one of his minions to spy in Kathy’s household. I am sure, once the huge eyeball had canvassed the house, it would dutifully report back to Lee what it had “seen.” Lee, I had no doubt, was the things “master.” It was gathering information for him.

A minion, according to Miriam Webster’s dictionary, is an underling or a servant. These types of minion can cause fear great fear in the people to whom they appear … but it has no ability to cause physical harm. Sadly, there are other types of minions, which can cause harm. While that might make you or I feel fear, we aren’t left helpless in these situations.

Here is what I did. Using the name of the Lord, I chased it from room to room. It had the ability to pass right through walls. I wasn’t surprised by this. I expected it might be able to move about as a spirit moves, through solid walls. After a while, it gave up and left the house. I decided to nickname this minion, “Eye-Spy.”

I was awake and stayed that way for hours. I wanted to make sure that nothing else was going to show up. After two hours, nothing else appeared. The house was quiet, and finally, with some effort I fell asleep again.

The next night the same thing would happen again. Just as I had the previous night, I woke up after hearing my name. This time I was ready and knew what to do. I leaped out of bed, my nightgown flying behind me as I chased it down the main hallway. I shouted at “it” to leave and once again, it left.

I laughed to myself as I walked back down the hallway to the living room where I was still couch surfing. I knew by running Eye-Spy out of the house, I had confused and possibly obstructed the Warlock’s spying attempts. I had to believe that was a good thing.

I didn’t tell Kathy anything about “Eye-Spy.” She had enough to worry about without knowing that strange vestiges were parading up and down here hallway, peering through doors and passing through walls. The next night the house was quiet. I was leaving the next morning, so I was glad and confident that Eye-Spy was gone and would not return. I felt better about leaving my sister.

There is a lesson in all of this. The lesson is about fear—how fear can affect us. Fear, if you let it take hold, nullifies faith. That is why fear is such a weapon used by occult practitioners. As The Law of Motion tells us, for every force there is an equal or greater force. That force is true faith in the Lord which nullifies fear.

When I was writing, Amityville—My Sister’s Keeper, I did not use this example in my book. I choose not to use it, but there are plenty of examples in the book of things that happened to me that were far more frightening than Eye-Spy.