I'm Christian, and the amount of times someone's prayed over me, or attempted to excorcise me is quite frightening. First time it happened it scared me witless, and I did actually fall down in panic. Oh... and when I was nineteen I was working in France, and going to communion I suddenly knew that I couldn't take it. I started shaking and ran out... a couple of nuns ran out after me, and started praying at me, trying to pull me up because I'd fainted. After about half an hour of shaking and panic and terror they managed to cram the wafer down my throat. Religious people can be quite terrifying when they get going, particularly when they're in a gang.