The demon has risen from the pit of hell. She has been sent by Satan to collect your soul.

You knew that if you exceeded that arcane number, the number of times that you could be a faggot and defy, that she would come for you.

She holds an arabic quran, hardback. She looks into your soul with her demon face and reveals the words inside. But the words are not that of, the prophet or even Hadith. They look like the words of the holy book, but truly are the spell to claim your soul and drag you back to where she from came..

These words look more holy than they ever h...

The demon has risen from the pit of hell. She has been sent by Satan to collect your soul.

You knew that if you exceeded that arcane number, the number of times that you could be a faggot and defy, that she would come for you.

She holds an arabic quran, hardback. She looks into your soul with her demon face and reveals the words inside. But the words are not that of, the prophet or even Hadith. They look like the words of the holy book, but truly are the spell to claim your soul and drag you back to where she from came..

These words look more holy than they ever have to your eyes. You cannot look away. Her book burns the script into your retina, cornea and brain.

Just as you think you should burst into flames and your skin burn and your cock fall off and be eaten by devil goats, is a familiar image.

It is her, Shaytana. The one who brought you here, the one who assured you that her way was wrong. She pisses on the Quran, she destroys it with her feet. You cannot see her face but you know her body and suddenly you are no longer afraid.

Does she save you?

Probably not.