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There definitely was something calling me. Inside of that box there was a voice shouting my name. So I went. I still don’t understand what had happened to me, but then I was inside. I appeared in a small and empty room. I was alone, and there was no exit, no door, no window. Nothing. It was hot in there but when I put out my clothes it got hotter. The colour of the air got green and finally red.
I hadn’t been scared at first, but then, a man, or something like that came near me and whispered my name. I couldn’t see his face, but I didn’t want to know how it could be.
I stayed there, I couldn’t move; the fright was bothering me and it was trying to paralyze me. The devil was laughing at me; it was accusing me of all my sins which I couldn’t remember at that moment. Then, it disappeared. I looked around and I noticed that I was completely alone. Nobody was there, only me, neither my imagination. It was not time for that. But I still felt my heart running out and away from there. I looked again to my front, and my soul fell down. It was there. In front of me, watching, with a big smile. The most horrible hands I’d ever seen, took my knee very slowly. I screamed.
I woke up next to that strange box which wanted to take me to hell. But it hadn’t been a dream.

By Maria