"It had been days since I last ate, I was lying on a mattress in the prison infirmary. They took me out to send me to the hospital, I was almost dead. I couldn't walk. I remember that in the parking lot, before getting on the prisoners' bus, I went into a prophetic trance. The sky turned red. There was a stormy sand breeze. The heat was humid and you could feel it in your nose like sulfur. I saw a demon on top of a burned car, eating something or looking around. You could see souls in the sky of yellow, blue, and violet colors. I heard the voice of an angel in my ear, telling me: 'Do not fear.' I couldn't believe it. Where was I? Was it hell, Seol, or Hades, as the prophet Joel said? In the last days, young people will have visions. Everything is being fulfilled. I got on the Cruze bus through that red desert with my eyes closed, terrified. Because I couldn't help it. I got on the prisoners' bus. And there was a man chained like me, but he wasn't wearing prisoner clothes, just normal clothes. It was then that I understood: this is a dead man from hell. I'm dead, I thought. And I couldn't speak. I just heard songs. What seemed like a tunnel happened, it was a divine revelation, a blessing from God in my life. The bus continued on its way. And, like three miles ahead, that chained man disappeared."
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