I gotta tell you. Hell ain't all it hepped p to be. I mean I been living in a kinda hell, they tell me, for a few years now, and I never had so much fun living. Confused? Let me go back a few and start at the beginning which is really an ending. Ha, now I bet your really befuddled.
Hell began when they strapped me into that chair and zapped me till I was doing the funky chicken in front of all those witness's.
I found myself looking down at me. Yeah, imagine that. there I was, smoke coming from under that mask, my skin as pale as a corpse. Ha!! I was a corpse. I tried like hell to see me, lifting what I tought was my hand, but all I could see was sparkles of light, like energy from a friend lighbulb. That fizzled kind of light. Okay, I'm getting to it.
I wasn't scared, but I wondered just where I was. Thatgot answered real fast. There weren't no light to follow,angels that I coud see. I floated on over to the man that was standing next to my body. Reaching out with my, well whatever I had now, I reached out trying to be gentle like. Well I tell you, my hand just sank right in there and about pulled the rest of me in like a vaccuum.
I got brave then, and pushed myself into that man. All of a sudden I could feel again, I could see through eyes, and I could even feel my/his stomach growl... inside of this guy. I walked over to the other guard and drawing my/his gun I pulled tht trigger, shooting him dead. Now this was power!!!
I pulled loose of that guy, watching the chaos I just created. this could be fun. All of a sudden I was felt by another something there with me, where ever there was. Idont know how we talked but we did. She told me that I could anywhere into anyone and make them do anything. and this was forever. She said that serial killers were a favorite of His, and that instead of burning embers, we got to live like this for eternity. It was expected that we would inhabit other bodies and continue what it was we enjoyed doing mose, killing and torturing human beings.
Well, hell, I said, let me get it on. I been like this for a few hundred years now. I met a few on the way, and we all agreed that this was the best sort of hell there could be. I imagine I been "killed" by the law a few thousand times now. I like to stay in the body until they actually get their sentence carried out. that way I am killing twice if you think about it. First I kill inside with their bodies, than they get killed for it.
Science always confused me, and psychiatrists and stuff. They always tried to figure out why the likes of me were born. HA!!!! I could tell them now. We are'nt. We are made. Pretty soon there's gonna be so many of us that Hell will more more occupied space than Heaven ever thought to be. And why not? After all, hell is what I make it. She said He liked it like that. Who am I to question?
