Time flows like a dark horde, consuming all in its path. Man lives his life in the blink of an eye. Just as day becomes night, all life fades into death. In death, each person will be judged for his deeds performed while alive. There are the few who walk the path of greed, their souls host to demons. Time slows near each person's end, as those whose deeds were evil grasp onto life as long as they can. Though they don't know what awaits them in the afterlife, they do know for them it is a horror beyond words. Time stops in this world, as the heart becomes still and the soul leaves the body. Time is eternal and even in death it is but a new beginning. For you see, when you step into death, your soul steps upon the floor of a dark chamber and you look to see it empty, except for a strange looking box on an old wooden table. On the front of the box, you will see a question mark faded with time and a twisted crank handle on its side. As you turn the handle, a sharp melodic tune will fill the air with a deafening noise of terror. The surprise comes when the music stops and the top of the box pops open and its contents are revealed. For the few, they will see a vision of God granting them eternal peace, with a wash of golden light warming their soul. The rest will see an image of hell, spawned and formed from their own evil; a reflection of their soul with fog seeping from the box, stripping their sanity. What will be in store for you is the mystery, but if you take a look within yourself, you will find the answer. For now, you still have time to change the outcome of the mighty Jack-in-the-box.
Believe what you want but God is real and Christ is my savior.
My motto: FIRE IT UP!
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