"Ooooh, such a spine-chiller, huh?" Charlie asked as most of the pups (Mostly Triple D) ran off to hide, "I see we still have some contenders." He said as Dylan, Dawkins, Dolly, and many others stayed behind.

"That ending is physically impossible..." Dawkins commented, "There's no inconsolable way that one singular perfume bottle could contaminate all of Camden Towns water supply." He stated.

"True, but not if a bunch of people bought it and tried it, thanks to Triple D's vlog." Charlie reminded Dawkins.

"Okay... I can understand that."

"We deal with that all the time." Dolly stated.

"Yeah, there was that one time they bought the wrong perfume, and basically, they had a complete meltdown." Dolly explained which Dylan shuddered at the thought.

"Yeah, we had to go on a whole quest to find the right color." Dylan added as Charlie looked at the two VHS tapes.

"Well, let's take a look at this next one." He said as he slid the VHS tape into the VCR and pressed play on it.

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"PUP"ERCIST
(Charlie is in Dog form)

The foggy night made the situation and sight more eerie as Charlie stood in front of the Dalmatian Residence where not only were the lights could be seen switched on but the sounds of screaming could be heard inside along with furniture being heard  thrown around and smashing against walls. He simply sighed and walked to the front door, wiped his paws on the door mat, and ranged the doorbell. At first, there was silence until the door opened slowly, revealing a destrote Delilah who peeked out from behind the door.

"W-who are you?" She asked.

"Charlie Osborne, Professional Exorcist." Charlie greeted her by taking off his hat and giving a gentleman-like bow, "You uh, contacted me about some uh, trouble?" He asked when he heard some screaming up above as Dylan could be seen fumbling down the stairs and fell face first on the floor.

"BRING ME FOOD!!!" A demonic voice could be heard upstairs.

"S-sure thing, Dorothy!" He yelled back and ran to the kitchen.

"I uh... do believe that answers your question." She answered, turning back to Charlie.

"May I come in?" He asked as the door opened wider, letting him enter the small house, where as soon as he entered, he could feel the evil that had intruded on this lovely home.

"I'm sorry to have to call you so late, but my daughter's condition has gotten much, much worse." She said as Charlie looked around.

"Where is she?" He asked, to which Delilah led him upstairs where the temperature suddenly dropped. Soon, they arrived at the door where the screaming could be heard.

"Here she is. Please don't hurt my baby." She begged, which Charlie smiled.

"Don't worry, I will take care of our little problem." He said and opened the door, revealing Dorothy, who was in the middle of violently chewing on the bedframe while Dylan tried to pull her off, "Well... what do we have here?" He asked, resulting in Dorothy stopping and turning her head a full 180°, looking directly at Charlie with a hiss.

"D-Dorothy, please stop fixing your head." Dylan begged, but Dorothy didn't listen as she stared and growled at Charlie, who simply sighed and laid a suitcase down on the floor which he was carrying on his back.

"Why, hello, little one." Charlie greeted Dorothy, who hissed at him, "How are we doing today?" He asked.

"YoU havE no RiGht to TaLk to mE!" Dorothy said in a very demonic voice while Charlie opened up the briefcase.

"Yeah, yeah, I get that a lot." He commented as he inspect his equipment, "How long has this been going on for?"

"It started when we came back from our..." Dylan tried to explain when Dorothy threw a dog toy at him. Thankfully, he ducked, "Summer trip up north."

"Uh-huh." Charlie said as he took out some equipment, "Continue."

"While we were up there, Dorothy disappeared into the woods along with other pups to play in.

"Ok?"

"She didn't return for three whole days." Dylan explained, "We went searching every night, hoping we would find her. But one day, she just suddenly appeared, like nothing ever happened."

"Did you notice anything peculiar about her behavior?"

"Not at first..." Dylan answered, but there was a long pause.

"But?"

"B-but when we returned home, she uh, started acting weird."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Well..."

{FLASHBACK}
'She would start staring at things.' Dylan voiced over as he was shown walking by when he suddenly stopped to see Dorothy staring at a picture of a church... just staring at it without even blinking. Dylan tried to get her attention by calling her, but she didn't budge. He even waved his paw in front of her face, again receiving nothing, not even a flinch.

{LATER}
'There were times when we suspected something was off. But we couldn't quite figure it out.' He voiced over as Delilah was seen walking by when she noticed a bright red light seeping from Dorothy's room. Upon putting her ear against the door, she could hear some kind of demonic chant. She quickly opened the door... only to see that the room was never touched, no bright red light, no demonic chanting, nothing... just cute adorable Dorothy sleeping in her bed, which Delilah sighed in relief and closed the door.

{NEXT MORNING}
'But it was in the morning that we finally noticed that something was wrong.' Dylan voiced over as he was shown sleeping peacefully and was starting to wake up. Only to scream in horror at the sight of Dorothy climbing on the ceiling. His screams were amplified when Dorothy suddenly started turning her head around to where she was looking straight down at him and screeched at him.

{END OF FLASHBACK}
"So... that's why my mom called you." Dylan said while Charlie took a step back and looked at the situation he was facing as Dorothy was back to chewing on the bedframe violently again.

"I see..." He said before scratching his ear, "Alright, let's see what we can do." He said as he looked over to Dorothy, who stopped chewing on the bed frame and had her head turn to face Charlie.

"ThE fuCk you loOkiNg aT?!" Dorothy demanded to which Charlie was taken aback by this.

"Such a mouth you have."

"I'lL rIp yOur fUcking eYes out You stUpid FUck!" Dorothy said before throwing up some kind of green substance all over Charlie, who backed up in disgust.

"Dorothy!"

"FuCk you, you Stupid sOn OF a BitCh!" Dorothy fired back as Charlie wiped his face.

"Well... I can tell you this. That's definitely not Dorothy." He said, "How old is she?"

"Not even two years old." Dylan answered before Dorothy snarled.

"I see..." Charlie stated as he scratched his chin, "This seems like an ordinary case of possession all I need is..." Before he could finish, Dorothy snapped a look and threw a wooden chair at Charlie who immediately ducked and watched the chair shattered against the wall.

"ToUch me aNd iLl riP your fucKing eYes ouT!" Dorothy screamed at him. Charlie looked over the bed before looking over to Dylan. After a while, he cleared his throat to regain his posture.

"Well... it appears I need to call for some reinforcement to perform this kind of exorcism." He said as he walked over to the nearby window and was about to open it up, that is until Dylan grabbed him by the paw.

"I uh... I wouldn't want to open the window. What if she tries to escape?" He suggested, which Charlie's eyes widened with realization.

"Good thinking." He said before turning to see Dorothy staring at them, "Keep an eye on her."

"Me?!" Keep an eye on her?!"

"You've done it before, correct?" Charlie asked as he started heading to the door. Before Dylan could answer, he looked over to see that Dorothy was looking directly at him... or, in this case, staring daggers into his soul as he gulped.

"I-I mean yeah..."

"Great! Once I make my contact information we will return with the proper equipment." He said as he began to exit the door, not before turning to Dorothy, "I'll be back."

"I'll bE wAiting..." She said before Charlie closed the door, leaving the two alone. She then slowly turned to face Dylan, who was trembling in fear, to which she started to cackle but suddenly froze... Dylan watches in horror as her posture starts to shake and thrash in the bed violently before screaming in absolute pain.

{MEANWHILE}
Charlie exited the house upon hearing the screams and immediately jumped onto a nearby trash can.

"Attention... assistance required at the Delilah residence... I repeat backup is needed at Delilah's residence." He announced. To a human, he would seem to be barking into the clouded sky... but this was a worldwide woof he was using as his message went from other dogs, who upon hearing his message would run as far as they could to carry the message to another nearby dog. The message bounced from dog to dog, even to a dog who was taking a bath but jumped out of the bathtub and ran over to a nearby window to relay the message until it reached a small apartment where Dolly was busy reading something before her ears perked up on the message.

"Is it time?!" She asked before jumping up to a nearby window and listened closely to the message before grinning ear to ear, "Ohhhhh yes!! It's Dolly's time to shine." She said before heading out of the apartment while sliding down the roof of a nearby building, "BOW WAKKA WOW!" She yelled out as she landed on the sidewalk with grace and took off carrying her bag that was wrapped around her back.

{LATER}
Charlie leaned against a light pole when Dolly finally arrived, skidding to a halt in front of him.

"I'm here!" She said, panting and trying to catch her breath.

"Took you long enough." Charlie joked as Dolly looked at him with a very annoyed face.

"Awww, come on, Charlie, it was a far run with me doing all kinds of cool backflips and such."

"Still, this is not something we can joke around with, we have a major situation inside this house."

"What we dealing with? Ghosts, goblins, physiological personalities?"

"The fact you even pronounced it correctly is impressive by itself." Charlie commented before walking forward, "But no... we're dealing with something much greater than ghosts, which they preferred spirits, not ghosts, mind you." He corrected her, "We're dealing with a creature that is by far the worst creature known to the existence of biblical history... a demon." He announced, which Dolly gave him a confused look.

"Like... those guys in red welding pitchforks on the telly, kind of demons?" She asked, to which Charlie gave her a deadpan look.

"No." He answered, which Dolly pondered for a moment.

"Ohhhh, you mean the possession, demonic stuff flippity-do-dah stuff." Dolly stated.

"How do you confuse the two?"

"I mean it's in the script."

"What script?" Charlie asked.

"This one." Dolly answered reaching behind her and pulling out a huge script, "You wrote it." She said as Charlie grabbed the script and glanced through the small book.

"Oh yeah, I did." He said before throwing it aside, causing papers to fly everywhere, "Anywho, we gotta get in there and finish this seance."

"Great!" Dolly said with excitement and began to head in but was stopped by Charlie.

"Are you sure you can handle this?"

"Uh duh, I can handle a small demon."

"That's what you said last time." Charlie reminded her, to which Dolly rolled her eyes.

"That was last time, this will be different." She said as she entered the house through the doggy door only to immediately be hit by a blast of cold, "What the..." She said as she suddenly saw her breath, "Is this... normal?" She asked Charlie who followed her in.

"It's getting worse." He answered and ran up the stairs, with Dolly following close behind him until they reached Dorothy's bedroom door, which upon opening revealed the room was turned upside down, as if a tornado had gone through it. Not only that but there were also claw marks all over the back of the door with blood stains that were splattered on the walls and parts of the ceiling, along with what looked like vomit, and urine, "Where's Dylan?" He asked Dorothy who smiled at him, with vomit shown underneath her muzzle, she then looked over to see something, to which Charlie and Dolly followed what she was looking at and were immediately horrified at what they saw... over in an opened closet hung the body of Dylan, who was shown to have scratches, and blood all over his paws and neck along with some wiring that was wrapped around his neck. His cold lifeless eyes were showing looking straight up almost rolled back as his body swayed. Dolly, upon seeing this turned away quickly and was about to throw up while Charlie shook his head in shame.

"SuCh a weAk miNdEd foOl hE wAs."

"We need to finish this now." Charlie said as he and Dolly got on either side of the bed, "Dolly... the book." He stated as Dolly quickly pulled out a large book and placed it over to him, to which he began turning to a certain page, "God, whose nature is ever merciful and forgiving, accept our prayer that this servant of yours, bound by the fetters of sin, may be pardoned by your loving kindness!" Charlie began as he stretched his paw out to Dorothy who growled at him. Dolly had ahold of the cross in one paw while in the other was a small vial of holy water, "Depart, then, impious one, depart, accursed one, depart with all your deceits, for God has willed that man should be His temple!" He chanted before looking over to Dolly, "The holy water Dolly?" He asked for, which she tossed over to him, "All-powerful God, pardon all the sins of your unworthy servant. Give me constant faith and power so that, armed with the power of 'Your' holy strength, I can attack this cruel evil spirit in confidence and security!" He chanted and began to sprinkle some of it on himself and then onto Dolly before placing a paw onto Dorothy who tried her best to fight back but due to being chained up made it very difficult for her, as Charlie performed a cross with his other paw on himself and to Dorothy while Dolly held up the cross, "I exorcise you, Most Unclean Spirit! All Spirits! Every one of you! In the name of Our Lord Jesus Christ: Be uprooted and expelled from this Creature of God..." He chanted only to have Dorothy throw up on him again as if it was a fit of rage, however, this wasn't a normal food-like substance, no... this was blood.

"Charlie!" Dolly yelled out as she was about to run over to him.

"NO!!! DON'T BREAK THE CIRCLE!" Charlie screamed, getting her to freeze, "If you break away from Dorothy, then the demon will dive back into her, and we could never get her back." He explained as he got up and tried to wipe the blood off from his eyes, "We must... must continue." He said before holding out his paw, "Cross." He said before Dolly handed him the cross, "Go... away, Seducer!" He yelled out and pressed the cross firmly against Dorothy, who screamed in pain, and absolute rage, "The desert is your home. The serpent is your dwelling. Be humiliated and cast down. For even though you have deceived men, you can not make a mockery of God ... He has prepared Hell for you and your angels!" He chanted as Dorothy screamed out in pain. The demon tried its best to fight back, but due to its restraints, it made it extremely difficult for the demon. As soon as Charlie pushed down onto Dorothy's head, she screamed in agony, which caused Charlie and Dolly to suddenly pass out. After a while, Dolly opened her eyes and looked around.

"D-did we do it?" She asked only to get the ticking sound of a nearby clock that was on the ground, "C-Charlie?" She called out, only to find him lying on the ground fidgeting and shaking violently, "C-Charlie... are you..." She began to ask when Charlie suddenly shot up onto his hind legs and grabbed her by the throat. His eyes were glassed over and were shown to be horrifically black similar to Dorothy who seems to be cured of her possession.

"YoU Can't gEt riD of ME!" Charlie shouted in a demonic voice as he began strangling Dolly but soon his eyes returned to their normal as he let go of her, "N-no! I can't do this!" He shouted as he held his paws against his head, "YoU're mIne!" The demon said as Charlie tried to fight back, "NOOOOO!" He yelled out and ran into a wall, smashing his head against it several times before spinning back to see a nearby window, "This is for your own good!" He yelled out and sprinted towards the window.

"Charlie No!" Dolly yelled out, but it was too late. Charlie jumped out the window and fell straight toward the hard concrete sidewalk where all Dolly heard was a bone-crushing splat, "Charlie!" She yelled out and ran over to the broken window only to see Charlie lying on the sidewalk with blood streaming into a large puddle around the twitching body of Charlie. Dolly quickly looked away to vomit when she saw Dorothy was completely fine and cured from her possession, "Dorothy!" She yelled out with joy before running over to her and nuzzling her head carefully, "Thank dog, you're okay." She said as Dorothy simply giggled. However, her celebration would be cut short when a familiar siren could be heard coming down the road, as well as some flashing lights that were getting closer and closer. Blinding both Dolly and Dorothy.

{YEARS LATER}
"And that's when the authorities arrived?" A dog asked sitting with Dolly.

"Y-yep... they came in and searched the whole place."

"And you do know that whatever they find will be used against you in your trial that's coming up soon." The dog clarified to which Dolly looked at him with disbelief.

"I'm telling you, we were called to that residence for an exorcism!" She defended.

"There was no record of this Delilah that you described, and this Charlie you describe could not be found."

"You mean he's alive and still out there!" Dolly stated.

"If that was the case we would've had a wide city search, but there was no blood at the location you described, the only blood we found were the ones on your hands and they were from Dylan who we found strangled, and beaten to death in a closet!"

"You think I have the capability of killing someone?" Dolly asked.

"Anyone could in the right moment of thinking if the police weren't there in time, you would've suffocated that baby." The dog reiterated before closing a folder, "I think we're done here, take her away." He said as he barked at two large humans who grabbed her by the legs.

"NO, PLEASE YOU'RE MAKING A BIG MISTAKE. IT WASN'T ME I SWEAR!" Dolly screamed out as she and the two large humans walked through a pair of swinging doors which revealed that she was in a white straight-jacket and was forced to wear a muzzle as she screamed for anyone to listen. Once the door closedrevealedealed the name of the building...

Camden Institute of the Mentally IDolly'sllys screaming could still be heard as it echoed through the halls while the camera zoomed out of the mental hospital during a stormy night.

{END OF TAPE}