A message has reached me. It was not really a message it was a command. I must from this moment on give a detailed report of all that goes on in Hell. Yes you have guessed right the message was from Beelzebub better known as the Devil. Many will say ignore it someone is having a joke at your expense. Perhaps you are right it might be someone’s idea of a joke. But what if it is not a joke. My life has been one that would not recommend me to await Saint Peter at the pearly gates of Heaven.
I have decided to wait for the next message or command. All I can do at he moment is to fill you in with what I have heard about Lucifer in my long life. I well remember my Grandmother, that is my Fathers Mother. On one of my many visits to the elderly lady yes she was a Lady in spite of her liking for whisky and her having to hide it from my Aunt who looked after her. You have the marks of the evil one in your eyes. What could I say to such a remark, was there really something to be seen in my eyes? My Gran was usually right about most things. Why should she be wrong about my being one of Lucifer’s favourites?
How often have I heard the remarks, The devil take it, or from my great Aunt also fathers side of the Family, Great Aunt Humphries playing cards are a present from the Devil himself. Great Aunt has been known to burn a pack of cards if anyone was playing cards.. I did not really like Great Aunt Humphries; she burnt two packs of my playing cards.
How often have I heard the expression, To Hell with it? This remark seemed to be a favourite if any thing mechanical did not work properly. You yourself as you read this prose or my scanty knowledge of Hell will remember some of the sayings that you have heard in your lifetime.
Another E-Mail has come this mail highly recommends my prose and has implied that more messages will be sent to me this E-Mail has been signed Lucifer Governor of Hell and all of its neighbouring environments. I am looking forward to the next messages that purport to come direct from Hell Bern.