it was January 2009. You were sitting in your bedroom, reading emails and messages on your cell phone. You felt a sense of frustration, hearing demonic whispers around you. Part of you knew it was that cruel and deceiving false God, “Gabriel”. He wouldn’t leave you nonstop, always watching your every move. You looked up at the opened door of your dimmed bedroom. Outside was dark as the lights were turned off in the hallway. You knew he was there, waiting for you to go up and make a move.