It was a very damned night... I was in hell, flames almost burning my feet, corpses, skulls and ashes in everywhere. I felt my thin veins around my cold heart, and my blood... cold, very cold, and at the same time, I felt like the presence of a beast at my side. I heard a lot of luciferian whispers, like an ogre or demon saying my name. Everything was dark and there was a lot of bones in the floor. I was lost in the fog with nowhere to go. All the sky was very obscure and blackish-red, a lot of gray and black clouds embracing me, with dragons and bats flying around looking for someone. They were devil spies, looking for my soul... I was very scared. My brother was following me to kill me, I was running for my life. Then I noticed that my brother wasn't following me anymore. There was this kind of dark rooms with only a black hole inside, and he was going into one of those rooms. I got scared and I tried to follow him, but he entered to that dark and black room. I walked very slowly, frightened, very frightened, but I waited him on the door, I didn't saw him at all, he was hiding from me. The only thing that I remember, was a whole room of blackness, and in one corner was a huge flame, and I was staring to it very close to that death flame In that moment. I heard some noises behind me, and when I looked to the right... There were a bunch of demons, they saw me and began to run after me, I ran and ran to loose them, and I did like a circular turn, I didn't had any energy to run more, I was extremely tired. But then, I saw this beautiful woman in the top of the mountain. She was five feet tall, all dressed black, with a lot of sparkles on her dress, a straight long black hair, pale face, and two enormous enchanted green-bluish eyes that you could'nt ever imagine. It was my goddess, my salvation, my only hope in that horrible persecution of those infernal demons... I began to climb on those ashes, corpses, skulls and that gray smoke, to reach that woman. She opened her arms to hug me with this kind of intensitive urge to have me in her arms and into her soul. I hugged her crying, the demons weren't following me no more. She grabbed me with this apreciation, that I felt peace at last, but It wasn't peace at all. When I saw her face, she was no looking good, she had a black mask, then she let me go, and she grab her dress and began to remove it, and when I looked to her really face, she wasn't that precious maiden, It was the deadly face of Lucifer...

6/15/1989