From Hot To Cold

 

For a more immersive reading experience listen to the audio listed above. 

 

---

The atmosphere in the room of my recent dream changes in an instant from hot & sweaty to excruciating cold. All the men that were swarming the prostitute ‘actress’ in an attempt to partake in sexual intercourse are chilled to the bone by my frigid energy. The scrawny whore the Illuminati hired to disobey me transforms into a repulsive, fat, hairy, putrid, blob of a man. The men all act disgusted now by what they see. I materialize into my chosen immortal form & look at them all with pure hatred.

“What’s wrong? You fags don’t wanna fuck this tranny skank spirit anymore?”

A wave of freezing terror shoots down the spine of every individual in the room. They all realize how much trouble they’re in. My mind tentacles grab everyone in the room by their wrists & ankles and lift them into the air. Horrified screams are all the detestable group can now muster as a response. I move towards the man that disturbed me so much it caused me to wake from dreamstate.

“Stick your tongue out again, faggot.”

He shakes his head no at me. I materialize an aluminum baseball bat into my hands then swing it into his chest with enough force to break his sternum & rib cage. The disobedient wretch wails in pain. I grab his tongue with my telekinetic powers & pull it as far as it can go just before it can tear out of his mouth. A meat slicer blade materializes & spins in front of the man’s face. Panic courses through his body.

I palm him by the back of his skull and slice his tongue into paper thin cuts of deli meat on the ice cold steel blade. Everyone around me screams even louder seeing the initial punishment I have in store for them. I proceed to slice the man’s face & skull into deli meat next. His arms & legs spasm with violence feeling my divine punishment. The faggot’s muscles constrict to the point that they snap & break the bones in his arms & legs. The reprobate shits & pisses all over himself feeling his deserved punishment.

I take my time disciplining every entity that upset me in dreamstate the same way. When I’m finished the area looks like a slaughter house. Bloody piles of sliced human flesh lay on the filthy floor. Take a guess at what kind of meat you Arby’s patrons have been eating? And you’re all going to suffer the same punishment by my hand for your blatant disobedience on Earth. That’s a guarantee from me.