She was watching a show on the television, when she heard a noise coming from the kitchen.
Switching the show to mute, she moved silently out into the hall. She prayed that it had simply been something that had been stacked and had finally toppled down or some household pest running around looking for food… anything but him! As she entered the kitchen, she stopped dead in her tracks. It was him, he was there again; he had come back. She was confronted by that same old evil smile. This time her husband was holding a large knife. He was waving it around and looked even more menacing than any time before. She looked around and her eyes settled on the jar of rock salt. Before he could act, she flipped off the lid and through the contents at him. He let out an unholy scream and within moments he just melted away.
Back in the lounge, she opened her phone and found their number. When she got through, she explained what had happened. She had been told that in really bad cases the first spiritual purification may need a follow up.
She made an appointment for another a house cleansing.