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Ransom from the Pit

Ransom from the Pit


I’ve bled my dues in shadows deep,
The scrolls are signed, the records kept.
In my fist, the iron key bites
A jagged tooth to unlock the light.
Behind me, five small shadows tread,
Their ransom paid in sweat and dread.
I’ve bought their breath, I’ve cleared their debt,
To cheat the flames of the Hinnom pit
That they may never taste the smoke,
Or wither beneath Gehenna’s yoke.

After their deaths they were being held in the spiritual realm awaiting judgement. Cannalo, bora, and buree.
Marcus the Hells keeper was interviewing them and showing sympathy, he told them that they were in debt and had to pay. 
All they had to do was lock the door their grandad opened with the key when they earned it. Canalo suggested Marcus and her get together and torture her sister who was still alive and to throw her in hells deepest pit. She wasn’t going to lock any door so her alive sister could live. 

What cannolo did was make a dash for the keys Marcus was holding. She also grabbed his light pen. From there Marcus stood back and witnessed her actions.

They overpowered Marcus and stole valuable items from behind the door and started using the power they gained.

Marcus left them to it. Meanwhile they did rituals to throw the sister in hell even though she was alive. Darkness entered her life.
So, Marcus had to intervene and tell the sister to pay her way to get out.

The sister obeyed and paid and locked the door. In the final hours of the sister leaving, they made the daring jump to run away through the door but broke all their bones as it was the spiritual realm and no soul can walk the earth. They fell flat on their faces.
And they turned into piles of salt.
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