What is the Devil? The sum of our fears? Maybe whatever these things are, we just needed to give them a name.
We know that people can walk and talk and act normal, and still have one of those things inside of ’em.
The battle is coming. Unless we’re prepared, that darkness will spew forth with the reek of a sewer drowning us in its corruption. We will choke on it, gag on it, and then the black pit of hell will await us all.
That man in there’s praying for a miracle that you and I both know is never gonna come, ’cause no one’s f*****g listening. If your God is out there, he’s laughing at you.