Forever Mastadon ~ Episode 233
…In the name of Jesus Christ, be gone Satan, you are hereby banished to the Lake of Fire…
*MICHAEL *, *RAPHAEL*, and *GABRIEL* are bathed in the white light of The Almighty. The strong voice of God bellows down in transforming greatness: “Rest easy my Children.”
And rest they do…
…After interminable length time, could be seconds, minutes or a blink of a Deity’s eye, the communicants roust from that suspended state in perfect health.
There are some who are suffering from a manner of gastronomical distress. Dotted throughout, evenly distributed, are those ill-fated souls who did not heed Billy Graham’s instructions to wait for corporate consumption. Their reward? The poison meant for the entire 45K.
Emergency medical teams tend to as many as they can, with little success; the survival of the unfortunate 1% will depend on their general health and fitness. 500 are down and going downer.
Reverend Graham can barely grasp what is transpiring around him, hardly conceiving what to say or do. He is standing on the stage, praying his heart out to God, which his absolute best default stance to take in trying times.
As three shafts of light hover above, like the guardian warriors that they are, the case containing the sacred document, retrieved from Danforth Lodge, shatters into a million pieces.
While Billy Graham still prayed with arms reaching high, the divine parchment takes its place in his human hands. But unlike other times, when it was handled, it is unfurled and a foreign tone of voice burst forth from the preacher: “Be quiet! Come out of them! In the name of Jesus Christ, be gone Satan. Your time in this place has come to an end! You are hereby banished to the Lake of Fire!” (English translation)
With ghastly shrieks, evil spirits come out of many, to the amazement of all.—
–Just as that ancient language is spoken, the human form P. Joseph Winters dissolves to black dust, leaving behind the grotesque image of a shrinking Satan being sucked through a chasm into the yawning abyss that is hell.
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