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I can still remember the day I went to Hell. Truthfully, I can't remember my life anymore, but I know now I deserved what happened to me regardless. What the Devil called the worst torture He'd ever devised was to be tested on me, and I wasn't in a place to resist.

Locked in a large, empty box, my torture began. One by one, I saw people I recognized as my wife, children, parents, and dearest friends came before me and told me how I'd ruined their lives. The pain was only heightened by the realization that they were right.

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