That fateful day, however, he did not stop. 40 minutes went by, then 60, then 80, but Vinit would not stop screaming. At the 120 minute mark, we started to get worried so we took a long stick and tapped him with it.
The stick shattered, the lights in the room exploded, Vinit’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he ran around the office on all fours screaming in Latin.
You guessed it. Vinit was possessed by a demon.