At night a little man come to put a centipede right up your butt. His head turns 360 degrees and bloody tears drop from his hollow eyeballs and his slimy cloven hooves trot across the floor. He takes the door knobs quietl from every door all night while the centipede lays eggs in your colon. In the morning you find a message on the mirror in lipstick:. “Welcome to hell!! 666”
You go in the kitchen and there is a poo in the microwave and all your forks and knives are mixed up. Then you turn on the faucet to make some water but a big long poo comes out of the pipes. You realize that outside everything is windy and your trashh cans blew over. You feel like you give birth to centipede and then the little man runs in he says welcome to hell bitch and dabs on your broken corpse.