My best friend and i visited for a while. He gave me his old papers. On them lay information he had acquired thru channellings of his inner Godhead, a demon named Mephistopheles.
A strange man and his men burst into my home. We fought and struggled. I called on the help of a friend who had checked out a long time ago and was of no help now. I knew my attacker. He was stronger and overpowering and kept telling me this was our destiny. That he would always make me his, as if I were some possession. He grabbed me by my arm and told me to stay clear of a trap/ambush he and his companions had set for my twin brother. I pulled my arm out of his grasp and said "I'm not your slave. Don't treat me like one! " And I walked away.
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