Tuesday, 5 November 2019

When the devil goes to church: Prologue


Can you hear me?

I'm hoping this is getting to you somehow, I'm hoping wherever you are, whatever dimension beyond this one, you get this. Maybe your world has some sort of way to receive this letter or better yet a warning. This place, It's not safe. I don't know how I allowed us to be here, anyway, you probably know who I am, or maybe we are just meeting? Maybe it's beyond too late or maybe we still have time? I'm hoping we do. It would be terribly unfortunate to go to these efforts to only fail. But I know you can help, I can feel it. After all, you are seeing or hearing this, aren't you? Please, you can hear me right?

There's a tunnel, maybe you can open it, so we can leave. That's our way out. Come find us. Please find us. We are here. We are right here.

Can you see me?

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