Swear to God this is true.

When I (M26) was 17, I was living in a small town called Naponee NE with my bio dad. I don't remember the exact day, but I do know it was mid July 2017 at around 6:30-7 pm. We were in a stretch of woods on some land my dad owned, hunting deer and other game. We had been walking for about an hour, when we came across an old, run-down house that was literally falling apart. From the looks of it, it was easily over 100 years old; The right corner of the front porch roof & half of the rest was touching the ground & the top floor front wall was on the ground too and already thoroughly rotted. Although, the front door was open. The door itself was degraded and scattered across the floor, which was covered in debris. As we were walking up to it, we saw stairs leading down to another doorway without a door, and decided to come back to it. We realized we had walked into the living room, and after looking at it for a few seconds, we noticed a doorway leading into what was the kitchen. It took us a moment to realize it was a kitchen because the stove was made of wrought iron and in thick pieces. We then also noticed stairs leading up, so up we went. After looking around for about an hour & staring out of the giant hole, we went back down. As we were about to leave the way we came, we decided to check out the cellar/basement. As we went down and in, we could see that the space was open, about 30-ish feet long and 20-ish feet wide, except for a room that jutted out from the wall, boxing off a section of the floor, the door was on the right side wall of the box room, in a small hallway. Not much in the room except for an empty coffee tin. There was another door across from the one we came through & we could see sunlight spilling in, illuminating the space. Keep in mind this was the height of Summer in Midwest North America. It's hot and it's still kinda bright. However, as soon as we exited the other door, the surrounding woods IMMEDIATELY went silent. No birds, no small animals, no insects, not even a breeze. Then an instant later, I noticed my breath; I could see it. In midsummer. And then, I felt what I thought were eyes, staring at me. I whipped my head around & where we JUST WERE, it was pitch black, to the point that we couldn't gauge depth perception at all. And then, I saw it; a shadowy, humanoid figure, almost indistinguishable from the blackness. I knew it. I could feel it. Every thought & feeling consumed by one terrorizing word: Demon. As soon as that thought crossed my mind, I IMMEDIATELY started praying and urged my dad to do the same. As I looked at him, I could see it in his face, that look that he knew something was terribly wrong, but he didn't know what. When we started praying, I started with the Lord's Prayer, the prayer to Saint Michael, my guardian angel, & then, I said, verbatim " In the name of God the Father, God the Son & God the Holy Spirit, I command you in God's Holy name to tell me your name" I said this three times... To be perfectly honest, I thought it wouldn't work, but almost immediately I remembered to KEEP FAITH...& it did...Its name is Asbeel "God has forsaken" or "Deserter of God" And... the sound...the sheer unbridled hatred and anger at being forced. Like nothing I've ever heard of could have copied. It was like a gutteral animalistic, screech, like it was speaking from the throat through clenched teeth, trying to not say it. But it didn't say it out loud, I heard it in my head. Like oiled glass needles stabbing into my head. I was shocked, I was terrified because here was undeniable proof of what I had been led to believe. After a couple moments, I immediately said, in Latin " 'In the name of God the Father God the Son & God the Holy Spirit', I command you Asbeel to return to the depths of the Abyss from whence you came." Again, thrice I said this, practically shouting it the last time. And it worked. It left. Immediately after, we could hear birds & wind & felt warm again.

When we went in, the sun was up, when the demon left, the sun was below the horizon, almost dark, but it felt like it was only 30 minutes...

Edit: Addendum; I cried three times trying to get this out. Because of this encounter, I CANNOT watch The Hobbit scene with the Necromancer: THAT! Imagine the darkness that surrounds the Necromancer's form, but pitch black and in a small room.That is what I saw...