Get it out. He shook his head trying to process everything. How? How would he even do that? He probably could have looked in the book for some answers but that book was possessed. “Maybe.” He finally said letting out a long slow breath. His eyes were momentarily drawn to the book.<br/><br/>The outstretched hand, the look and the words coming from it were intoxicating and he felt like he was being pulled it. Why not just give in? If this was part of his memories he should be fine. His own hand started to rise to touch it but he stopped himself. Red flags were exploding everywhere in his mind at this.<br/><br/>Pulling away he shook his head again. “I can’t. I do not even know where to begin.” His gaze was fixed on her now. “We could find another, someone who knows how to remove this.”