Giveaway: ‘Deliver Us From Evil’ Book, T-Shirt, Owl

Do you believe in evil?

Deliver Us From Evil opens Wednesday and we are giving away some cool goodies courtesy of the film.

First Winner will receive a Deliver Us From Evil T-shirt, a promotional toy owl, and the book Deliver Us From Evil (formerly Beware of the Night) by Ralph Sarchie. Second prize will win the T-shirt.

The movie depicts a cop, played by Eric Bana, who comes up against forces he does not believe in, but who are powerful nonetheless. He finds evil spirits, beings he thought had died out with superstitions, and realizes he needs help from the experts.

To enter our contest, leave a comment below telling us if you believe spirits exist or describing an event you witnessed that can’t be explained. We’ll pick a random winner on Friday. One entry per household, please.

About Rebecca Cusey

Rebecca is a lead critic and editor of entertainment at Patheos. Follow her on Twitter @Rebecca_Cusey

  • Anthony

    Sure, spirits exist! My grandmothers sister was a psychic. Many experiences with the paranormal :D

  • Nick Nelson

    I don’t believe in them. I am open to be proven wrong, though. I actively try to put myself into situations that could be supernatural in nature, to try and be convinced!

  • Travis

    You don’t have to see to believe. I have not seen any spirits but do believe they exist.

  • Darla Kidder

    Yes I believe in evil spirits and I kept having these dreams that something bad was going to happen on my birthday which is on 9/11 before it happened and as everyone knows it was something unforgettable.

  • Trevor

    I don’t believe in spirits, but that owl is spooky. DOES IT MAKE THE HA HA HOO SOUND??

  • Taylor

    I really don’t believe in evil spirits either. I honestly think that the toy owl is going to be the creepiest part of the movie. Does the promotional owl make the same noise?

  • Tina Bumgardner

    I totally believe, I’ve had several experiences from footprints in the snow with no start or end. Melted candle that was gone then appeared in the same spot, melted with a fist print in it. Rattling China, music in the closet etc..

  • Ronald Oliver

    Yes, I believe that there are things that are unexplained, and can’t really be explained. I once had an eerie encounter back in 2001, and it was with what many would call a shadow being, a spirit entity. My encounter only lasted a few seconds. But it was in the daytime, just after noon, around 12:30pm. I was at work. I was a groundskeeper for an apartment complex. Anyways, in a flash of a few seconds, about fifteen feet in front of me, I saw the profile of a black three dimensional silhouette in the shape of a person that looked as if it was wearing a jacket with a hood over its head! It moved really quickly, it did not have any legs from the knees down from what I could see, and it looked as if it was sliding across the ground! Then it just disappeared! I have to say that I have never seen anything like this before, or since! Thankfully! This was a very scary and strange experience that I hope I never have to go through ever again.

    oliverspendulum at yahoo dot com

  • acarney

    I don’t believe that they exist… But they make a great movie!

  • Jill Kennedy

    I do believe, but am not sure *what* I believe. Are these things really spirits of people who have passed on? Or are they something else? I do have an odd story of something that happened to me. A little while after my grandfather had passed, his ashes were still in my grandparent’s home in his funerary urn. I stayed the night in the living room on the couch one night, but couldn’t sleep. At about 3a.m. I heard footsteps coming from the back bedroom toward the kitchen. I got up to see who it was and as I rounded the corner I was met by… absolutely nothing. There was no one there. The noise was clearly rhythmic, heavy footsteps that changed distinctively when they left the carpeted area to the linoleum kitchen floor. Creeped me out!!!

  • fancypidge

    The spirit world is absolutely real. Most modern people are probably less sensitive to the existence of spirits than people used to be. My dad grew up in Southeast Asia in the 1930′s, where the existence of ghosts and spirits was a given. No one “didn’t believe in ghosts”. He himself had out of body experiences, and witnessed spiritual cleansings that including exorcisms and speaking in tongues. These occurrences weren’t unusual back then. They still occur today, but it seems the majority of public opinion is not willing to acknowledge the authenticity of spiritual phenomena.

  • barbi harrison

    I believe in spirits and have since my little brother passed away at only four and a half years old.

  • Ron Backus

    I believe in the supernatural. Spirits do linger after they’re physically gone and this posses a threat to the weak minded. Call it a psychological disorder, but never deny that these spirits are capable of taking over ones body. I am from Malaysia, a nation in the heart of South East Asia. Ever since I was a kid, regardless of what race you come from, horror stories unites us all. Commonly said, the Peninsula is full of spiritual activity due to spirit worshiping among the aboriginals. Until today, horror stories are told and heard off in every occasion be it a family or public function. The best horror story which every Malaysian can relate to is the ‘Pontianak’ (Vampire ghost). Forget the fangs and the glorious velvet capes, ‘Pontianaks’ are women who died while pregnant. They are usually pale skinned, with long black hair, and take on a beautiful, seductive appearance before men- their victims. Its presence can be detected by an unusual fragrance at night alike the Frangipani and tuber rose. They use their long nails to dig and devour the organs and genitals. In Malaysia, it is a common understanding that men never pick up solitary women by the road side, especially at night. Wives frighten their husbands from having sexual encounters with such women because they could be the ‘pontianak’.

  • Austin Baroudi

    I do not believe that spirits exist.
    mcfallsk8er[at]aim[dot]com

  • ACL

    When I was a teenager, my cousin spent the night with me. After talking about teen stuff, with the covers over our head, we decided to go to sleep. Suddenly, we heard footsteps walking towards the dresser and the drawer being pulled open. I turned on the light, no one was there, but the drawer was open. Scared, I turned off the light and we laid back down. We heard the drawer close and footsteps walk out of the room. Again, I turned on the light and the drawer was closed. Later I learned the previous inhabitant of the house had committed suicide by hanging in the house. Strange things happen, so you tell me.

  • Max Sanchez

    i believe in hauntings….i have experienced “invisible touch” after moving into a new home. I would feel touching late in the evenings.

  • Victoria Micaiah Luel Ng

    Spirits are definitely real.

    In Singapore we have some spirits called “hungry ghosts” because they literally ARE hungry ghosts and traditionally there is a festival held once a year to appease them. Well in my house lives a fairly mild hungry ghost who often peeks into the fridge whenever I open it and it sometimes nudges me to open it even when I’m not thinking about it. I’ve caught myself standing in the front of the fridge with no idea how I got there. He lives in my apartment storeroom and generally the takes the form of a shapeless shadow that hovers.

    I’ve also “carried” a cursed item with spirit snake on it too.

    There’s been instances where I’ve seen Pontianaks (Malay vampiresses) in trees, the Chinese “Death Guardians” Black and White face and I’ve visited a local legendary haunted house and managed to come out unscathed but severely creeped out thanks to the houses two door guardian lions.

  • Tony

    I believe, I was heating up some hotdogs in a frying pan at a friends house in South Carolina. I went to another room for a second and when I came back it was gone. while searching it ended up in side the oven. it wasn’t scary but unexplainable.

  • Amani Jaber

    I believe in spirits. When i was a kid maybe like 9 years old my grandfather pasted away, then a few month later i feel his spirit around me all the time. One day coming home after school i took a nap on the couch while my grandmother was cooking dinner. Then i felt a cold wind that hit my face but i didn’t pay to mind to it, so like an hour later my body started to rise up while i was sleeping from my couch, i’m like a foot up in the air from my couch then i fell hard back on the couch i woke up scared and worry. My grandmother seen the whole thing because theirs an opening from the living room to the kitchen and you can see everything and her face she was so scared and shocked and she swears it was my grandfather giving us a sign and i feel him around me and i believe it was him. From that day on before i go to sleep i pray to him to always watch over me and be there for me and i know he has all this time. I LOVE YOU GRANDPA!!!!

  • Amani Jaber

    I believe in spirits. When i was a kid maybe like 9 years old my grandfather pasted away then a few month later i feel his spirit around me. One day coming home after school i took a nap on the couch while my grandmother was cooking dinner. Then i felt a cold wind that hit my face but i didn’t pay to mind to it so like an hour later my body started to rise up while i was sleeping from my couch, i’m like a foot up in the air from my couch then i fell hard back on the couch i woke up scared. My grandmother seen the whole thing because theirs an opening from the living room to the kitchen and her face she was so scared and she swears it was my grandfather giving us a sign and i feel him around me and i believe it was him. From that day on before i go to sleep i pray to him to always watch over me and be there for me and i know he has all this time. I LOVE YOU GRANDPA!!!!

  • William Cortes

    Story time. Once in middle school a classmate made a personal Ouija board out of paper and pen. I forget why, but I ended up with it. Later that afternoon I was home alone when I suddenly got the jibblies for no reason. I just felt…not alone. In my panic I decided to burn the damn thing just in case. I grabbed a lighter and threw it out the back door aflame. As it burnt I heard what sounded like a murder of crows fly over. I didn’t dare step outside to check it out. But I was freaking out more for sure. Middle of the afternoon, middle of the suburbs, birds don’t normally just flock over my house. Too spooky.

  • dark

    I do believe that the spirit world does exist. I worked in both a haunted hotel in which a small boy is known to run throughout the hallways and leave handprints on the 2nd floor windows. And at a haunted theater. The scariest experience I had in the theater was checking the outside doors to make sure they were locked (I worked security) when I came upon a double set of glass doors and there was a little girl standing there looking out the window. That was the first time I had actually seen her but there were plenty if stories about her. Those are some of my stories. I have many more but needless to say I do believe.

  • Travis

    Hi Rebecca,
    May I ask if you’ve drawn a winner? If you did and I didn’t win, maybe it’s for the best since I would probably try to scare the life out of people with that owl.

  • ShellyM

    When I was a little girl, I would lay in bed at night and hear footsteps coming down our hallway, They would stop at my bedroom door and when I opened my eyes I would see an elderly man standing in my doorway. He was a tall, thin white man in his late 60′s, who wore overalls and a straw hat, he was haggered looking and reminded me of a farmer. He would just stand in my doorway never coming in just gazing at my sister and I, expressionless. He never said a word. I was terrified to go to bed and begged my mother to sleep with me until I was about 7. I stopped seeing “The Man” when I was about 8. I told my mother about it but she dismissed it as a child’s active imagination. About 3 years ago, I’m now 42, my mother calls me up at work and tells me that she just had the strangest experience. She was in the living room, reading her paper and saw a man walk past the doorway of the living room down the hall. She started to describe him to me and before she could get out the rest.. I asked… was he wearing a straw hat? My mother replied “Yes, Shelly- he was. How did you know that?” I said “Mom. That’s The Man. The man I would see in my doorway when I was little.. don’t you remember?” . Silence on the other end of the line… “Oh, Shelly, I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you.” After 30 some odd years, my wild imagination, wasn’t so wild. In short.. Yes, I’m a beliver.


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