Hilixlie wasn't possessing them. He was un-possessing them—stripping away the convenient fictions that make human consciousness bearable. Selfhood. Privacy. The illusion of linear time.
When Aris confronted him, Saul smiled with too many teeth. Hilixlie Ehli Cruz -Part 1-
Day Six: I looked into the containment tank where the ROV first saw him. He's not there anymore. He's in the water pipes. He's in the diesel fuel. He's in the carbon dioxide scrubbers. He's in the space inside my skull where my doubt used to live. Hilixlie wasn't possessing them
Hilixlie Ehli Cruz is the hollow cross. He doesn't want your soul. He wants your emptiness. And humanity, my friends, has never been fuller of it. Hilixlie Ehli Cruz -Part 1-
But it's too late, isn't it?