He had been running for so long, so long running, he didn't know how long, he just knew they were almost upon him... they had been running for so long.... He had been bitten, and now he had runners and walkers after him. He had been bitten, they were chasing him, wearing him down. He was caught now, no more running, no more nothing. It was a fact now. He was caught now. No more running. No more nothing now. It was better to give up.
A light in the sky now, above him... He walked toward it. Jesus. Reaching out to him. The light on the horizon stronger still... he looked behind him.
They were devouring him... He was outside himself as he died. On the horizon, Satan reared up, He was in the distance, but He had to be at least 200 feet tall. The light above him shined brighter, purple, red, thunder, yet all the time, he couldn't outrun it. They looked like those tornado clouds in the mid-west. Full of anger, rage.
Evil hung in the air like ozone.
It's easier this way. It was easier to give up. Jesus spoke to him. "Can you accept me, my son?"
He thought about it. Heaven means no drugs, no sex, no booze... Sounds like Hell to him.
He turned to Jesus, and said "Fuck You"
And as soon as he said it, he knew he was fucked.
Jesus ascended to Heaven, but looked back with a tear in his eye. That's when he knew he was really fucked.
"We have such sights to show you..." he heard behind him...
Satan Laughing spreads His Wings.....
And in Hell, the screams never stop.
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