The Monster

I stood on the clouds in the Kingdom of Heaven.

“It came through the back door in the middle of the night while we were all sound asleep. I didn’t hear it, nor did the dog. We were oblivious when it entered the bedroom, crawled onto me, slithered into my brain, and infected my heart.”

“Then what happened?” God asked.

“Well, a few days later, while my kids were asleep, I went into their rooms. I duct-taped their hands and legs together, then of course, their mouths. I did really terrible things to my kids. After that, I shot my dog and my wife. And around that time, the sun was rising, so I hung myself in the garage.”

That is what I told God. And then He told me I was now the entity that sneaks into houses at night, then convinces fathers to molest and kill their children.

Resigning to my fate, I wondered how long I would be damned with this burden of inflicting torture. I figured eventually I would grow bored, but I knew not to ask questions in the Kingdom of Heaven.