For how long, etc. Now, that Lake of Fire place, sure Jehovah controls that, but not the original Tophet, trust me. That’s MY motherfucking domain! ...’ve been running it for aeons and I know it like the back of my hand.“It was meant as a prison for older Gods of other pantheons, of course, but Jehovah pissed off the wrong angel when they failed to take back control of Hell before expelling me. I made damn sure that none of the Gods ever ended up there. That was just one of my many differences. In life it was a sinner and the ultimate blasphemer. It would commit rape, and anal, both crimes at the time, it would strangle men to death in their beds and then rape their wives, then their daughters and strangle their sons while they slept, he was the boogeyman in his time. But when he was caught it was sentances to condemnation. He knew one day, one day he would be set free, and be at liberty to prowl the streets again. It saw however some of her equipment, the times had changed. She. The sounds of the house that Marge had talked about scaring away other buyers didn’t bother me much after a few days and nights. That was probably the conditioning I experienced from the many times my family visited my grandparents homestead in rural Iowa. The house and barn were both real creekers and groaned with expansion and contraction in weather changes. That experience actually had the effect of making this house real and alive for me, like it was welcoming me, like it was reassuring. "Oh God ... what was I ... why..." Her voice grew more strident with each flustered syllable. She looked at Debby, and her eyes shimmered with grief and barely restrained hysteria. She turned her head and found Victor, and then her eyes blazed hellfire."Y-You did this ... you got into my head ... I... I didn't want it this way!" Diane screamed. "I didn't want it like this! You ... you f-fucking bastard ... you..."Debby gathered Diane to her. Diane wailed into Debby's shoulder, her body.